Not even the repugnant ad campaign, ordering all children
to save the chickens by buying a hamburger at Burger King, can spoil
the pure delight of Chicken Run.
Directed by Oscar-winning claymation animators Peter
Lord and Nick Park, Chicken Run does anything but lay an egg,
even though its heroes - almost all female, with a few exceptions
- are imprisoned to do just that.
Tweedy's chicken farm looks an awful lot like Auschwitz,
with ferocious guard dogs barking back any chicken who might have
the silly idea to escape. If you make it past the dogs, you have Mr.
Tweedy to contend with, the trod-upon husband of Mrs. Tweedy.
The hen ringleader, Ginger (voice of Julia Sawalha), wants to free
all hens from the daily grind of laying eggs until they can lay no
more, at which time they are left to run around like a chicken with
its head cut off. Literally!
Ginger's dream of freedom is what any prisoner born in captivity
might dream of - just the simple pleasure of feeling the grass under
her feet. But, alas, poor Ginger, and the others, are all facing their
imminent mortality. That they realize their fate is perhaps the real
tragedy of being a caged thing. We tend to view chickens as having
such small brains that they couldn't possibly comprehend the horrors
we inflict upon them.
The chickens' fate is entirely in the hands of Mrs. Tweedy, the
bastard child of Margaret Hamilton and a box of matchsticks, who has
figured out that egg selling is just chicken feed; the real payoff
is in chicken parts, especially if they're chopped up and baked in
a pie.
Ginger and the other hens need a miracle. Ginger's prayers are answered
when a hysterical flying chicken, Rocky (voice of Mel Gibson) flaps
into their coop. That's it, Ginger decides. Rocky will teach the chickens
how to fly and that will give them their freedom! Only, it turns out,
Rocky has his own problems.
The claymation is said to have been so labor-intensive that it took
a whole day for just one second of screen time. This new style is
smoother than the claymation we're used to in, say, Gumby. Indeed,
one of the directors, Nick Park, has already proved how captivating
the medium can be with his marvelous Wallace and Gromit series.
The same way dear Gromit expressed volumes with one twitch of an eyebrow,
so do these chickens, who have as much, or more, facial expressions
as real people. This is careful, loving work, so much so that these
chickens come alive in every respect.
The makers of Chicken Run, specifically DreamWorks' Jeffrey
Katzenberg (who executive produced), took no chances with the accents
- where they might have Americanized the whole thing, there is only
Rocky (Gibson doing American), while the rest are these send-ups of
familiar English types, birds, if you will.
Chicken Run is the latest children's film to teach a lesson
in compassion to its audience. Only through this kind of symbolic
storytelling can the plight of animals be truly realized, and it is
an enduring, agonizing plight at times, one we travel alongside, without
ever really having the chance to contemplate it in our favorite arena
of redemption: the cinema. While Babe gave bacon a face, this
film should give our feathered friends their place in the sun. And
Ginger is the thing with feathers that eventually finds a way to fly
in the face of impossibility toward the land of hope and dreams.
CineScene, 2000