Epic Fantasy: Dick Tracy (1990) - Reviewed

Images courtesy of Touchstone Pictures

After winning the Academy Award for Best Director in 1981 for his still enduring historical epic drama Reds which chronicled the life and work of journalist John Reed the author of the October Revolution nonfiction book Ten Days That Shook the World, writer-producer-actor-director Warren Beatty took a long hiatus from both before and behind the camera.  Aside from producing and starring in the 1987 failure Ishtar from Reds co-writer Elaine May, Beatty shied away from calling the shots on set for about nine years.  However, the leading man and mad obsessive creative genius behind Heaven Can Wait was pondering a project as far back as the mid-1970s that he’d circle back on in the late 1980s to unveil perhaps the actor-director’s most commercially successful achievement yet: the surrealistic fantastical adaptation of the 1931 comic-strip superhero detective character Dick Tracy.
 
Created by Chester Gould and lasting until 1977, the Detroit Mirror based fictional police detective donned in a yellow trench coat and fedora sporting a high-tech walkie-talkie watch battling criminals became so popular both a live-action television iteration of the character aired in 1950 for two seasons with Ralph Byrd as the character followed ten years later by the animated The Dick Tracy Show with Everett Sloane voicing the titular hero.  While Beatty envisioned a Dick Tracy film as far back as 1975, the film’s journey to the screen kept changing hands from rightsholders to Chester Gould insisting upon total creative control.  Initially slated for John Landis to direct before the Twilight Zone: The Movie accident and trial forced him to drop out while Walter Hill came in with Warren Beatty as his first choice, the film dissolved over creative differences between Hill and Beatty before the actor ultimately purchased the rights to the project outright.  After failing to find a director for the project seemingly slated for Beatty to act in, the wunderkind filmmaker decided to produce, star in and direct Dick Tracy himself.
 
The plot of Dick Tracy is the stuff cartoons are made of with its closest analogue being Tim Burton’s Batman released just a year before: the 1930s era crimefighting detective Dick Tracy (Warren Beatty) is singlehandedly taking on the criminal empire of Alphones “Big Boy” Caprice (Al Pacino) and his bevy of henchmen.  On the way he finds himself caught between a hamstrung police system unable to take on the cartoon Capone while hastily navigating romantic relations with good girlfriend Tess Trueheart (Glenne Headly) and sultry seductress Breathless Mahoney (Madonna).  While taking a scrappy ten-year-old hoodlum under his wing only known as The Kid (Charlie Korsmo from What About Bob?), the war between Tracy’s police force and Big Boy Caprice’s gaggle of absurdly comical grotesques intensifies with various attempts on Tracy’s life, a frame job and finally an all-out grandiose ballet of bullets, 1930s cars and Tommy guns. 


A work of painstaking perfectionism, grand ambition and old-fashioned Silver Screen escapism, the other Who Framed Roger Rabbit? of its day loaded with wild special effects, stunning imagery by legendary cinematographer Vittorio Storaro and wealth of original music by Danny Elfman, Stephen Sondheim and Madonna, Dick Tracy is a wonderment of action-fantasy comic book cinema.  A film whose production design, primary colors, intricate intentionally artificial matte paintings and heavy makeup laid upon all of Big Boy’s henchmen to create characters who don’t exist in any kind of reality but the comic strip, the film is sensorily overwhelming without becoming gaudy or garish.  All of which is anchored by the strength and leading-man manner of Warren Beatty who elevates the character of Dick Tracy into an almost mythic hero.

 
Something of a time capsule of a romanticized idealized version of the 1930s that could only ever exist in the movies, it almost becomes a textbook example of the magical power of the movies.  One of the last movies to not use any computer-generated effects as well as utilizing the sodium vapor process which won the Visual Effects Academy Award for Mary Poppins, to look at the world of Dick Tracy is to be immediately transported into a living breathing organic fantasy vision of the past.  Virtually every technical facet from sight to sound is achieved at such a high level the film’s intentionally unrealistic artificial approach becomes like a new film language that has the capacity to draw us in while still whistling in with winking that we’re very much in make-believe movie-land.

 
The film is an armada of cameos which reunite many key players from past renowned epics such as The Godfather or Cruising together including but not limited to James Keane, Seymour Cassel, Dick Van Dyke, Kathy Bates, Dustin Hoffman, William Forsythe and Mandy Patinkin.  A movie requiring a lot from the makeup department to create cartoonish grotesques, special attention goes to Al Pacino who helped design the look of Big Boy Caprice and arguably rivals Jack Nicholson’s Joker from Batman in terms of absurdly over-the-top villainous performances.  Madonna as the femme fatale of this saga and the only key witness to Big Boy’s crimes channels a lot of old-Hollywood screen glamour and sex appeal in stark contrast to the homely and reserved but maternal Tess Trueheart played by Dirty Rotten Scoundrels actress Glenne Headly.  Also rising to the occasion is young Charlie Korsmo as The Kid, a tough little cookie who winds up saving the titular Dick Tracy from certain death a few times in the film. 

 
Released theatrically preceded by the Roger Rabbit animated short film Roller Coster Rabbit by Touchstone Pictures after Disney relegated the project to the more adult oriented moniker, Dick Tracy opened to strong box office business, critical adulation and strong sales of Disney merchandise.  Reportedly the biggest opening for a Disney film ever and the ninth-highest grossing film in the US in 1990, the film triumphed as much as a mainstream expensive risk-taking super-production of its magnitude can.  As a child who grew up watching the VHS numerous times, I was always struck by its radiating oversaturated near-bleeding colors and those deliberately unrealistic looking matte-painting effects signifying a time and place that seems steeped in the past but never really existed.  Seeing it again decades later post-Reds viewing, it was striking just how many visual effects, split-diopter shots, striking uses of montage and sense of overarching grandeur it all had.  Still a pop-art masterpiece on a purely visual level made by an actor-turned-filmmaking-genius, Dick Tracy while lacking the contextual weight of Reds much like that film has a lyrical romanticized regard for the past with a scale not even accomplished longstanding visual artists can come close to. 

--Andrew Kotwicki