I made my way to the theater for "War of the Worlds" this morning. Here's my assessment to figure into the mix:
As mentioned earlier, I would have preferred the original British Empire Age setting of the novel. But that isn't what was offered, so I'll let that consideration affect my attitude as little as possible. And I'll try mightily not to spoil any surprises (interesting plot points, etc.), though some detail may inadvertently sneak through. Be warned.
The film opens with voiceover narration, adapted from Wells' text and made nonsensical by the updating: "No one would have believed in the first years of the 21st century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's... ". I'm probably paraphrasing this, but the key consideration is the time period. At the end of the 1800s, I suspect few folk seriously contemplated extraterrestrial involvement. A hundred-plus years (the UFO craze; SETI; countless ET entertainments, Spielberg's amongst them, etc.) have altered this notion. Alien contact is now pretty much a given.
The story unwinds in a way reminiscent of "Signs" or "Night of the Living Dead": widespread disaster is represented by the nightmare experience of an isolated few, with global details gleaned from news or personal reports. It's not a bad approach, but nothing new. Spielberg is plowing no fresh ground. I found M. Night Shyamalan's take on this almost identical material far more creative and engrossing.
Spectacle is very well handled (I'd expect nothing less from a Spielberg film). There are the requisite number of "big" summer blockbuster moments, and they come off flawlessly. Action is dynamic and harrowing (nice sense of immediacy), and vistas are impressively colorful. I like the look of the war machines. They are indeed Wells' tripods, and the FX department has labored heroically to insure they make sense: the three-legged "walk" has been carefully worked out. We more often see the aftermath of Martian rampage than open warfare, and these quiet details are eerily haunting. Cinematography is fine, though frequently given to Spielbergian excess. One amazing scene (a single uninterrupted take several minutes long) details Cruise's auto escape after the initial attack. The camera tracks in and out of the car window, focusing on intimate conversation then expanding to an arial view of the clogged highway. While fascinating to watch, it's also just Steven showing off. I found such moments distracting.
Pacing is a bit of a problem, as the action involves dashing from one place to another, then hiding out for long periods of time. Spielberg maintains tension with a rather cheap device, one he's used before: keep a child (little Dakota Fanning, this time) in as much personal peril and emotional upset as possible. I don't care for this. Terrifying youngsters is too easy a technique, and rather cruel. Of course emotions are engaged... how could they not be? But in doing so, he sets the bar low. Try to achieve the same level of emotional investment without the kids: that would be a challenge.
The film is indeed intense and (possibly) upsetting. I wouldn't recommend it for children (though there were a few in the audience, and none of them felt compelled to leave). There's much property destruction and personal danger... one scene involving a mass of floating corpses (viewed at a distance; no gross details, bloating, dismemberment, that sort of thing); mostly, attacked victim's go up in a puff of smoke, then rain down as dusty litter. A horrific vampire feeding scene is staged behind a stalled car, obscuring the nasty details.
In the end, the pacing stalls out altogether. There is no climactic moment, no ultimate face-off (usually I appreciate this sort of verisimilitude, but it doesn't work well here). And the whole notion of the resolution is made ridiculous by unnecessary changes to the premise: suffice it to say that the movie's attacking alien force should already have encountered the climactic agency. It's a flaw not present (well prepared for, in fact) in Wells' novel.
I liked this film marginally better than I thought I would (compromised expectations aside). I am glad I saw it once. I don't plan to see it again any time soon, though.