Tony Gilroy’s “Bourne Legacy” follows the events that transpired
after Operation Blackbriar (“Bourne
Ultimatum”) has been unraveled. As a result, the C.I.A. had to scrap “Project Outcome”, a covert operation
that produces genetically enhanced agents. Since this shut down is essential to
the integrity of the C.I.A., everyone associated with the creation of these
agents, including the scientists at Sterisyn Morlanta responsible for these color-coded medications
has to be eradicated. Dr. Marta Shearing (Rachel
Weisz) escapes the wanton annihilation of her colleagues with the help of
Aaron Cross (Jeremy Renner), the
lone surviving agent who unwittingly escaped the scavenger hunt a.k.a. the assassination plot. Before this, Marta's only known Aaron as "Number 5", having seen him only 13x (during his physical examinations) in the last 4 years. Marta
flies to Canada (her sister lives there) with Aaron, but operatives are hot on
their trail. Trouble further ensues because Aaron is running out of medication,
and the only way to outwit their enemies was to remain physically strong and
mentally astute – characteristics provided by the drug. While most of the drugs
have been decimated, a “raw material” plant is still operational. Where? At the
other side of the world – in frenzied Manila!
Aaron and Marta lose themselves in the underbelly of the
great metropolis, staying in a decrepit apartment in a squatter’s shack. But
while they manage to get hold of the drug and infuse it on Aaron, they’ve been
tracked! Soon, they find themselves - once again - running for dear life,
navigating the congested thoroughfares of Manila, hopping on creaky roofs of
rundown shanties, sliding through colonial stairways of a riverside. Will they
succeed to get away?
There’s no denying the entertainment quotient of this
breakaway narrative strain. In fact, it’s a cut above other action flicks in
terms of cinematic exigency and realism. It takes on former “Bourne” director Paul
Greengrass’ kinetic energy; the constant heart-pounding mobility fuels the attention
of the audience. There’s hardly a smudge of computer-generated effect, thus we palpably
join the protagonists as they are being chased all over the Philippines.
The story isn’t seamless. Why annihilate a perfectly useful
group of “almost” super humans? I can think of a hundred uses for them. Send
them to Syria to bring down a dictator. Fly them to Patikul, Iligan, Cotabato
where bandits eschew ideology as convenient smokescreen for human and property pilferage.
Transport them to China so they can stop the usurpers from claiming lands too
far from their country. See? They have urgent uses. Besides, isn’t it a waste
of tax payer’s money to just eradicate a whole program of super agents? Why does the CIA kill their own like they’re merely swatting flies? The logic
behind the assassinations doesn’t quite take.
Jeremy Renner and
Rachel Weisz enjoy a chemistry that
allows their scenes to rankle with pulsating energy. Forget Jason Bourne and that cute guy named Matt Damon. Heard of him? This story
stands alone quite beautifully. In fact, I don’t understand the
thousand-and-one references to Jason Bourne, except that Bourne could guarantee
a built-in audience. Ka-ching! I can expect
a sequel with Aaron and Marta without thinking too much of Jason Bourne. The
latter’s had his trilogy after all.
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DISCREPANCIES
My heart leapt every time a familiar Filipino gets his screen time. But I noticed discrepancies in their scenes. This is explained by the fact that the Pinoy cast were instructed to do improvs (a thespian’s extemporaneous reaction and spoken lines to given scenes). A Filipina pharmacist (Ruby Ruiz) would talk to Marta in Tagalog: “O ayan ang mga gamot... libre yan...for free!” Highly improbable. One, no one gives free medicines to foreigners or to anyone for that matter (unless you're a re-electionist politician, that is); not in a country where medicines are hard to come by. Two, an educated Pinoy – like a pharmacist – will obviously talk to a Caucasian in English – not Tagalog! Marta may have visited the Philippines 5 to 6 times in the past; it doesn’t make her fluent in the vernacular. Sure, many of our countrymen will briskly offer that their English isn’t good, but that’s all smokescreen. Pinoys understand and speak English. It’s the country’s medium of commerce and instruction. Period.
My heart leapt every time a familiar Filipino gets his screen time. But I noticed discrepancies in their scenes. This is explained by the fact that the Pinoy cast were instructed to do improvs (a thespian’s extemporaneous reaction and spoken lines to given scenes). A Filipina pharmacist (Ruby Ruiz) would talk to Marta in Tagalog: “O ayan ang mga gamot... libre yan...for free!” Highly improbable. One, no one gives free medicines to foreigners or to anyone for that matter (unless you're a re-electionist politician, that is); not in a country where medicines are hard to come by. Two, an educated Pinoy – like a pharmacist – will obviously talk to a Caucasian in English – not Tagalog! Marta may have visited the Philippines 5 to 6 times in the past; it doesn’t make her fluent in the vernacular. Sure, many of our countrymen will briskly offer that their English isn’t good, but that’s all smokescreen. Pinoys understand and speak English. It’s the country’s medium of commerce and instruction. Period.
Then there’s a security guard (John Arcilla) who speaks the
Queen’s Language with a peculiar twang. Was that Middle Earth accent? Or was it
Mount Kiagot twang? Before accusing me of being “burgis” again, please note
that my reaction to an idiosyncratic accent is very visceral. My hair stands on
end and I get shivers running down my spine. This was exactly my reaction when
I heard John Arcilla speaking in English at an interview in “Ti-vehhhhhhhhhhh Patrol”.
It was a baffling moment. There are accents and there are twangs. Then there’s
Pinoy English. We don’t need twangs as employed by Jericho Rosales, Piolo
Pascual and Diether Ocampo, do we? No, we don’t, John Arcilla.
When another Pinay finds Marta hiding at a corner of her
shanty, she unhospitably screams "Magnanakaw! Magnanakaw!". Highly unlikely – again! A “squatter” who finds a Caucasian in her
home would probably give her shanty to her visitor. I kid you not. That is Pinoy hospitality. She
won’t shout like a maniac! Besides, what can a beautiful Caucasian woman like Rachel Weisz steal
in her shanty? A mosquito net? A katol? A sandok? A bakya? A kaldero?
THE STAR OF THE FILM
More than the Pinoy actors, it’s really the bowels of Manila
that take center stage in “Bourne Legacy”.
Director Tony Gilroy succinctly
captivates the temperament and the organized chaos of a congested city – from the fume-filled
streets of Edsa to the choked overpass of Baclaran. This unapologetic view of
the city underlines the frenetic movement of people, a distinct local color, and the effervescent buzz of an
urban jungle that’s unmistakably Manila. I was choking with pride as Gilroy
lavishly documents my city the way
no one has ever done before. We don’t need to show them the towering
buildings of Makati and the glittering malls that pervade in our urban
universe. Our comforts are our secret. Shhh. In contrast, the limestone karst mountains of El Nido (Palawan) are what dreams
are made of.
It is trite and my sentiments are absolutely selfish, but I’m proud to be living in this country called the Philippines. Sniff!
It is trite and my sentiments are absolutely selfish, but I’m proud to be living in this country called the Philippines. Sniff!
As for the movie, this is high adrenaline fun! Do not miss it!
