There are so many individual things wrong with Netflix's live-action Death Note film that you might as well roll dice to figure out where to start. Here's one: it's just not enough pounds in too small a bag. You can't take even a modest sample of all that was interesting and thought-provoking in the original manga and cram it into a movie. Not a two-hour movie, and definitely not a hundred-minute movie. This isn't Death Note; it's barely Cliffs Notes.

But there's a lot more that's wrong. And perhaps the biggest problem is how the movie embodies one of the basic sins of all anime/manga-to-live-action productions: Don't be laughable. If this is what we can expect from the next wave of anime and manga remakes outside of Japan, kindly include me out.

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This book doesn't just kill fascists.

Dim the Lights

Let's settle one issue right away. Whitewashing wasn't the problem here, at least from where I sit, because I didn't have an inherent objection to moving Death Note to a Western setting. In fact, Death Note was one of the properties I thought had a better-than-average chance of surviving such a move. The basic premise was open-ended enough to work most anywhere. A bright and idealistic young man, appropriately named Light (here, Nat Wolff), comes into possession of an unearthly artifact that allows him to essentially kill by remote control, courtesy of a demonic being named Ryuk (Willem Dafoe [voice]/Jason Liles[body]). Light trades his idealism for the role of self-appointed despot of world peace, enlists his would-be girlfriend in the mission (Margaret Qualley), and plays Moriarty to a Sherlock Holmes, another young man codenamed L (Lakeith Stanfield).

Death Note 2017 keeps the basic elements, but can't figure out whether to present them as low camp, middlebrow drama, or genuine horror. Imagine if three different directors shot three tonally discordant versions of the same story, and the editor tasked with stitching together a finished version wasn't allowed to speak to any of them.

I don't object either to the idea that a remake or relocalization can depart from the original, but it has to do so in ways that honor the material. The biggest way DN'17 breaks that promise is by giving us characters that share the names of their counterparts but not much else. The original Light was something of a goody-two-shoes idealist, and much of the drama stemmed from seeing how far someone like that could fall, how fiercely he could continue to justify it, and whether or not he could keep up the charade indefinitely. Here, Light's more of a frustrated-idealist problem kid, disgusted with how the system has failed him in re his mother's killer. When he's busted for hocking correct homework answers for cash, his reply is: How can people think what he does is criminal, when the real criminals are walking free?

It's not that it takes Light'17 relatively little time to start picking out targets for extermination once the Death Note (literally) falls into his hands. The anime didn't bide its time, either. It's that Light'17 doesn't really seem to have all that far to fall in the first place, and so he's correspondingly less interesting to watch in his machinations. I actually had something of the same problem with Jack Nicholson's character in The Shining: he's so obviously on the brink from the start, his descent into madness telegraphed ahead of time so transparently, that it all seemed a foregone conclusion instead of a gradual seduction into evil.

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I think this could be the beginning of a horrible friendship.

Players at the game of (dead) people

Death Note 2017 tries to make up for this by offloading some of the slide-into-evil to Light's purported girlfriend, Mia. She, too, is abridged greatly from the original. There, she was a chirpy teenybopper celebrity who formed a kind of love affair of the damned with Light, and turned out to have Note-related powers of her own that significantly altered the balance of power between them. Here, she's a cheerleader who realizes killing the deserving by way of the Note is a far more interesting way of life than just waving pompoms, and eventually she asserts enough controlling interest in the project to make Light nervous about who the real brains in this outfit might be. It's not a bad idea in the abstract, but it's torched where it stands by the movie's inability to pick and establish a tone.

The way L has been altered also runs aground. He's still presented as the same cloistered eccentric who sleeps fitfully and gobbles sweets to stimulate his brain chemistry. I also liked that the filmmakers were willing to gamble on casting Stanfield in the role; there was no reason he, or anyone else in this particular incarnation of the story, had to default to being white. But the script fails him. L's appeal as a character came from the grubby, oddball dignity he exuded. His brain was his ultimate weapon, and he was committed to using that to defeat Light even at the cost of his own life. This movie can't think of anything more sophisticated as a game-upper than to have Light kill K's personal assistant so that L will snap, bust out a pistol, and chase Light around waterside Seattle. Idiotic. (The cold reality of what would be most likely to happen in today's world if a black man ran around waving a gun in a U.S city at nighttime is never even considered.)

And then there's Ryuk, the otherworldly Mephistopheles who provides Light with the note, tutors him in its use, and eggs him on to do world-changing things with it. He's been ported more or less intact, down to his character design and his vile smile. It helps that Dafoe is a perennially favorite actor of mine, but Ryuk's role is more Greek chorus than instigator, and is ultimately there to be used as a source of plot misdirection. He's fun to watch, but that's not enough to offset all else that's wrong.

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L(akeith).

Pick a mistake and stick with it

Where it all goes wrong, again, is by way of a twofold synergy. The movie's inconsistent tone produces bad decisions about how to adapt the material, and those bad decisions in turn lead to more tonal inconsistencies. The stuff between Light and Ryuk is supposed-to-be-creepy schlock; the material with Light and Mia plays like one of those movies about twitchy high school misfits who band together and kill everyone in their homeroom; and the rest of it is a bad X-Files episode with a larger budget and some needlessly gratuitous gore.

Another problem is the format, and the way the material suffers when stuffed into such a small space. One thing that always subtly annoyed me in the original story was the way the rules of the Death Note itself, and the fact that there were so many of them, constituted a whole box of Get Out Of Jail Free cards. In the space of a TV series or a multi-volume manga, you could make enough room to stretch out and make those kinds of pedantic nitpicks less egregious. They could come to feel less like hand-waves and more like the overall process of the story. Here, with only an hour and a half and change, it feels too often more like the movie is making up rules whenever it's convenient.

I keep thinking the botched mechanics of the adaptation may be part of why the movie's tone is all over the map. It's possible that's an attempt, however clumsy, to reproduce the way anime and manga, and to some extent Japanese entertainments in general, shift tonal gears on a dime as part of their overall flavor. But 1) not all such entertainments do this (Death Note in its original is played relatively straight all the way through), and 2) it takes a fairly accomplished and discerning director to generate such a thing and get away with it. Takashi Miike can get away with it, because he's done it for literally dozens of films now and will most likely do it again. But the director here, Adam Wingard, doesn't seem to have those chops, and the spastic results prove it. (One of his next projects is a remake of the superbly creepy Korean thriller I Saw The Devil. God help us all.)

Where anything like the original survives, it's in shards and shreds. There's an amusing nod to how the original pesud Light picked to publicize his crimes, Kira, can be explained in either Japanese or Western terms, and how Light uses that to throw people off. And there's Ryuk's closing line, one anyone peripherally familiar with the original will see coming. But a remake has to be more than just callbacks and winks. At some point it has to stand on its own two feet and walk. Death Note 2017 barely even makes it out of bed.

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The self-appointed gods of justice eye each other with suspicion.


About the Author

Serdar Yegulalp (@genjipress) () is Editor-in-Chief of Ganriki.org. He has written about anime professionally as the Anime Guide for Anime.About.com, and as a contributor to Advanced Media Network, but has also been exploring the subject on his own since 1998.
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