|Starring||Armie Hammer, Johnny Depp, William Fichtner, Tom Wilkinson, Helena Bonham Carter, Harry Treadaway|
|Release||3 JUL (US) 7 AUG (UK) Certificate 12A|
'Brave' is the word I keep coming back to. That, and 'foolish'. Because once you're sat in front of it, The Lone Ranger does not feel like a blockbuster; more it feels like a very long, very odd, very expensive genre movie. The running time leaves vast acres of arid inactivity between set-pieces - yes, time to get better acquainted with our characters, but also time for the mind to wander. Much of The Lone Ranger is unmemorable, save for the striking visuals. Entire characters could be removed with no effect on the story (I'm looking at you, Helena Bonham Carter). Verbinski is in no rush to tell his tale and entertains no economy; it's one part admirable to two parts foolhardy.
And the tone? Bounces all over the show like it's riding bareback. One minute you're recoiling in horror as William Fichtner's villain eats the heart of his enemy; the next, you're expected to roll around the aisles as Johnny Depp talks to a horse - and it appears to understand him! Darkness is no bad thing in 12A adventure - Gremlins made me the man I am today, blah blah blah - but The Lone Ranger can't decide if it wants to be a rootin', tootin' cowboy romp or a bona fide gritty Western for genre enthusiasts. It makes for discombobulated viewing.
Thankfully, it's not a train crash - although it is bookended by two of them. Depp's Tonto dials down the quirk, but Armie Hammer gives the role of John Reid some comedic chops, which is vital because The Lone Ranger is otherwise as a dry as a bone in terms of laughs. Verbinski has a real eye for gorgeous composition and tests his cinematographer with a number of fairly epic vistas. Much of the running time will be spent gazing longingly at the locations and sets and costumes; only in the final action set-piece - the second train sequence - does the tempo finally pick up, thanks to some Buster Keaton-esque choreography but mainly because Hans Zimmer's take on the William Tell Overture is impossible for feet not to tap.
By this time, however, Verbinski will already have burned up most of your goodwill thanks to his fast and loose approach to storytelling. Flashbacks, framing devices, side-quests and meandering narratives do not make for smooth viewing: there is a lean, mean, badass origin story in here somewhere that's an hour shorter and feels far less overblown. As it is, The Lone Ranger is a curio on a gigantic scale; a colossal, misunderstood mistake that will win you over with weird if only you'll let it.