I
fucking dare you.
Children
of the late 80s have recently been treated (or subjected, depending on personal
preference) to a spate of reboots and re-imaginings of the movies from our
childhood. Transformers, Batman, and most recently, Judge Dredd, Total Recall,
and even Red Dawn have all appeared in theaters with modifications and updates
for the modern outlook of their aged fans (my god you guys are SO OLD.) With
each preview, some part of me - I’d say inner child, but that implies I matured
at some point - has given a small cheer, but the Robocop teaser should have
come with a warning to consult a doctor in case of a prolonged erection.
What
was it about a robotic police officer that excited me so much in my younger
days? I suppose it was the idea that some day in the future, man could be
merged with machine, creating something invincible, that someday, no matter
what stupid thing I did to harm myself, they could rebuild me. They’d have the
technology. Of course, as a child, I couldn’t comprehend the horrific struggle
Alex Murphy, the Robocop project’s initial candidate went through in regaining
his memories. I had no concept of how jarring it would be to go from
emotionless machine to man-trapped-in-robot-body.
I
just thought being able to shoot a bad guy while looking in the opposite
direction was fucking neat.
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"GOTCHA BITCH!" |
I
still do, but of course, now I really appreciate director Paul Verhoeven’s
Robocop for it’s depth, satire, and that main villain Clarence Boddicker is
played by Kurtwood Smith (Red Forman from That
70s Show.)
Not
much has been released yet regarding the reboot save for some stills and
concept videos, but from what I’ve seen so far, the film is going to have quite
an updated look from its 20-plus-year-old predecessor. Let’s take a look at
some of these differences.
The Machine:
The
year 1985 was a long fucking time ago, and nothing indicates its vintage more
than the original Robocop’s aesthetic.
At
the time, automation of industrial processes by robots was becoming less of a
fantastic idea and more of a solid reality. Repetitive tasks were being
delegated to bulky machinery capable of precisely and tirelessly performing a
set task, minimizing error while optimizing output. The idea that machines
would slowly replace humans in jobs wasn’t new, but had taken on a dark
popularity, as evidenced by the switch in outlook from the Jetsons-esque
utopias depicted in earlier decades to the dirty, crowded, mechanized futures
of films like Blade Runner and Total
Recall.
Oddly
enough, the creators of these films envisioned a future in which the technology
existed to connect circuitry to nervous tissue, but not the capability of
making the hardware of manageable size. Instead, my assumption is Edward
Neumeier, the artist responsible for Robocop’s design, apparently studied the
unwieldy robotics of the assembly line and cobbled a man from it. OG Robocop
stood between six and seven feet tall, and was a machine approximation of the
human body, finished in polished steel. His legs were decently in keeping with
human anatomy (down to pneumatic calcaneal tendons,) but his torso was wide and
deep, giving his head a sort of “I’ll just put this here” appearance, and his
arms articulated slightly above where a human’s should.
The
shiny finish of his armor, in conjunction with the oblong, skinny slot of
transparent glass in his helmet give the impression of a sturdy, retro toaster,
albeit a toaster that could kick your
ass.
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"YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO A BALANCED BREAKFAST." |
New
Robocop appears to be the anthropomorphization of an android smartphone
(product placement, perhaps?) His body has a much sleeker, more slender frame,
and is finished in a matte black, a visual next-door neighbor to the Batman
costume of Christopher Nolan’s trilogy. Robocop’s new, non-reflective body
would help give him the element of surprise over OGR’s blatant ‘HEY EVERYBODY,
I’MA FUGGIN ROWWWBAAAAHT’ design (which always seemed counter-intuitive, but
then, when you’re known for making distinct servo noises just audible over
ground-shaking footsteps and shooting criminals in the dick, subtlety is
clearly the least of your concerns.)
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"BOOM! HEADSHOT!" |
Human Features:
In
Robocop (1985,) Detroit police
officer Alex Murphy is brutally torn apart by repeated pistol and shotgun
blasts, leaving almost nothing but a shot-up torso and head. We see snippets of
Murphy’s transformation into Robocop from Murphy’s perspective as he is powered
up for brief moments for diagnostic tests. During one of these periods of
consciousness, we see a technician inform Robocop Project director Dick Jones
that the team managed to save Murphy’s left arm. Jones tells the technician to
ditch it, as they’ve decided on total body prosthesis.
They
get what they ask for; the only visible vestige of Murphy’s body is his face,
the majority of which is covered by his helmet. When the helmet is removed,
Robocop’s face is creepier than his square pecs and missing dick combined.
Murphy’s face was stretched over a metal skull, and when I say stretched, I
mean Team Robocop put Joan Rivers’ plastic surgeon to shame. Robocop’s forehead
is more uncomfortably long than the silence after an unexpectedly audible fart
in a crowded elevator. Thankfully for most of the movie we’re treated to no more
of his face than his mouth.
Though
I’ve yet to see under new and improved Robocop’s helmet, I imagine they’ve
dialed back the fo-hed some. His new helmet is an uninterrupted sheet of
tinted, curved glass, but still shows no more of his face than mouth and jaw.
New
Robocop boasts another unique feature: a single human hand, specifically his right.
It’s an odd island of flesh in a sea of black armor, and the only excuse I can
come up with for it is that if you’re going to leave the guy a nose, you’d be a
bastard not to leave him something to pick it with. OGR’s hands were large,
bludgeon-y things with Lincoln Log fingers, unfit for much more than holding
his gun and punching through anything and everything. I’d think he’d be
hesitant to scratch his cheek for fear of tearing his whole fucking face off,
however, perhaps Robocop (2014)
director Jose Padilha plans to focus on Murphy’s romantic barriers, and left
the single hand so Murphy could, uh… caress a woman’s face.
OGR
had his own means of pleasing the ladies.
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"PREPARE TO INTERFACE... UH, 'BABY'." |
The
hand does a lot in humanizing the new Robocop’s look; when taken in with the
sleek, body-shaped chassis, the whole thing appears to be a suit a man is
wearing, rather than the body itself. The hand appears to extrude from a sleeve
rather than attach to a wrist. The hand leaves a lot of questions: Is it actual
bone and hand, or is it just his hand skin stretched over a robot hand? Does it
have the same weaknesses as a human hand? What the hell is he going to need a
human hand for now that his dick’s MIA?
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"I KNOW, HAND. I MISS HIM TOO." |
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