Review: ‘THX 1138’
George Lucas is a filmmaker who believes that movies are works that can be revisited and altered as the artist’s vision or his tools change. This has been a hallmark of his dating all the way back to his 1967 USC student film, [[[Electronic Labyrinth: THX 1138 4EB]]]. When Lucas and colleague Francis Ford Coppola made it from film school to Hollywood, they wound up getting the money to make a feature-version of the story as Lucas’ film directing debut. A co-production between Coppola’s American Zoetrope and Warner Bros., [[[THX 1138]]]was shot and released in 1971 to dismal results.
In the wake of his subsequent success with 1977’s Star Wars, he re-edited the film back to his original 86 minute cut, adding in five minutes, for a re-release. After tinkering endlessly with the [[[Star Wars]]] trilogy, Lucas decided it was time to go back and play with THX 1138, resulting in an 88 minute director’s cut that was released on video in 2004. Adding in numerous CGI elements, the spare film is filled out, in some cases for the better and in most cases, to its detriment.
The 2004 version is now out on Blu-ray from Warner Home Video and is an interesting exercise to watch. You certainly see the detached Lucas, the one we knew wanted Star Wars to focus on the droids. He’s uncomfortable with people it seems, or at least he was, and stuffs humanity under the surface into a loveless, emotionless existence in this bleak story. We don’t know when mankind moved underground or why, but clearly, to keep the population busy, new levels of scrutiny are employed, bringing George Orwell’s Big Brother to life.

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