"Does it Hold Up?": A review series where Michael Weiss rewatches the most nostalgic movies of yesteryear and reports back to you, answering the age old question: Is it still any good?
There are few films that defined my childhood as much as the classic tale of a boy and the whale who loved him
Free Willy. This story of a troubled youth that forms a bond with an imprisoned orca captured my little boy heart, and left a definite impact on pop culture, with its climax spawning its fair share of parodies and homages. But the question is this: Through that haze of nostalgia and warm fuzzies, is there a good movie? I recently rewatched it to find out.
These posters would be great to have around a locker room.
The film opens with about five minutes of what can only be described as nature cinematography porn, as we are witness to what may be the longest set of establishing shots in history. This sequence only advances the plot to the point of "there are whales, they are in the ocean," but it's beautiful to look at. We then finally see Willy captured by a couple of fishing boats. The animatronic whale looks convincing in this scene, and continues to look pretty indistinguishable from the real thing throughout the film.
We then cut to our protagonist, Jesse, as he wanders the streets ripping people off and stealing their food, and then goes on to have some painfully forced dialogue with a bunch of child actors. Oh, the child actors. There's one hilarious moment as Jesse and his friends run from the cops where Jesse flippantly yells "See ya!" and one of the girls responds "All right, bye!" in the most not-at-all-like-you're-being-chased-by-the-cops voice imaginable. Of course, once Jesse has escaped the police, he stops to graffiti up the place he's holed up in, which just so happens to be the observation room for Willy's tank. He's caught by the cops shortly thereafter.
We are soon introduced to Jesse's new foster parents, Annie and Glen, who are really just there for most of the movie so Jesse can bitch at them every few minutes to remind the audience that he is, in fact, a troubled youth. The entire family drama side of the movie seems tacked on, as if its really just there to give the movie an emotional center beyond the relationship between the titular creature and our main character.
Anyways, Jesse begins his probation cleaning up his graffiti, which seems like it would really only take a couple of days at the most, but whatever. Moving on.
I mean, how bad is it, really?
At this job, Jesse meets Randolph and Rae, who are both too stiffly acted and under characterized for us to care about, but they do give Jesse someone to talk to who's not a marine mammal. Of course, we all know the next part of the story. Jesse learns that Willy is a problem child, just like him. Naturally, he and Jesse form a deep bond. This relationship remains endearing to me. The symmetry between Jesse and Willy is done in a way that isn't too in your face but is still easily picked up on. Their interactions are somehow believable, but so impossible that it just makes you smile. I still grin like an idiot when Willy starts following Jesse around the pool.
If you don't think this is adorable then you are some kind of soulless hellbeast.
Jesse becomes Willy's trainer, giving us one of the best movie training montages this side of the Rocky franchise. Watching Willy, played by the late Keiko, in action is enjoyable regardless of plot, and its hard to deny the whale's raw charisma. There's also the occasional random exclamation from Jesse ("Haha, yeah, alright!") that serves to remind you that you are, in fact, watching a kid's movie from the '90s.
This all leads up to an ultimately failed public show, in which Willy comes down with a serious case of stage frighten-the-children. This scene is still legitamately heartbreaking, especially after the amazing montage that leads up to it. Of course, the emotional effect is undermined slightly by Jesse throwing yet another tantrum, eliciting more annoyance than actual sympathy.
Naturally, one bad show is enough for the evil capitalist park owner to decide they better kill the whale to collect the insurance money. Now, I'm not saying that Free Willy is anti-capitalist propoganda. I'm just saying that it would make really good anti-capitalist propoganda if someone wanted to interpret it that way. Which I do. Anyways, the park owner starts draining the whale tank, so Jesse and Randolph decide to (drumroll)... FREE WILLY. I had somehow forgotten that the line "Let's free Willy!" was actually said in this movie, and I really couldn't help laughing just a little bit.
The quest to free the whale definitely has its triumphant moments, along with some genuine humor. The park owner disbelievingly saying that, of course, they don't have theft insurance on the whale, is pretty fantastic. Later, Glen asks about his stolen truck (and why couldn't they have just asked to borrow it in the first place?) and the gas station attendant asks "Is the whale yours too?", and the group leaves a car wash with the whale, greeted by a casual "Nice whale!" from a passer-by. This is all great. Then there's the satisfying moment when Glen punches the park manager in the face, just like we've all wanted to the whole movie.
This all leads up to that most iconic of scenes, that gold standard for family movie emotional heights, the rock jump. There's a tense set up, an emotional center, and some suspenseful chanting for good measure. Just to make sure you know that what you're about to see is special, Rae makes the comment that Willy has never jumped that high before. This is the moment that I first remember being genuinely excited by a movie. Willy jumps. And guys. Guys. Guys.
It.
Looks.
Terrible.
No.
The CGI as Willy leaves the water is awful, but at least its from a distance. Then Willy passes over Jesse's head, and it looks like the whale is floating, perfectly horizontal, at about 2 mph, as Jesse exclaims "Yeah!"
NO
And then the landing is the same bad CGI as before, but now its closer, and into a splash that clearly has no assosciation with the "whale" that's landing in the water.
NOOO
Look, I know it was 1993. Jurassic Park had just been released a month earlier, and had been the first movie to really show that CGI could be used effectively to represent living things. And, of course, Jurassic Park had a larger budget and a much more visionary group of visual effects artists working on it. I don't expect Free Willy to be Jurassic Park.
But, I mean.
Come on.
The CGI's not the only thing that's dated. There's a very deliberate reference to a computer that now looks like a fossil, a consistently dopey soundtrack, and a forced and oblique anti-drug message all wrapped up in this neat little package.
LOOK WITH YOUR EYES
But here's the thing: When it comes right down to it, I can forgive all these flaws. I can forgive a somewhat flawed script being played by stiff actors. I can forgive some wonky special effects. I can even forgive the sometimes annoying protagonist. I can do this because Free Willy is a remnant of a time when the "Family Drama" was still a genre. It is from a time when Pixar wasn't the only company making decent films for children and adults. A time when family films didn't have to be either fantasy or comedy. A time when a kids story could be just that: a story, with no awful slapstick humor or flashy colors. And really, when you get right down to it, Free Willy is enjoyable, heartwarming, and fun, and I had a blast rewatching it.
So, does it hold up?
Despite a myriad of flaws assosciated with being a family film from the '90s, yeah, it really does.
Just don't watch the sequels.
How did the animatronic whale actually look better in 1993?
-Michael Weiss