‘The Imitation Game’ Review: Movie Imitates What Academy Loves
The Imitation Game is about Alan Turing, the man who developed the world’s first computer. He was an outcast, a genius, a social misfit and a closeted homosexual at a time when the truth of his sexual preferences would in no way be acceptable. Turing (embodied well by Benedict Cumberbatch) applies for a job with the military during WWII hoping to help crack an Enigma code machine from the Nazi-Germans which relays their missions and attacking desires. If the machine can be hacked and the codes deciphered, then the war could be won.
Turing, however, is the least type of candidate that the military desires. He’s flippant, has no political aspirations and is only there for the challenge. He manages to land the gig, agitate his superiors by gaining control of the team in place and launches into his scheme alone – while the team works on their own operatives – attempting to design a computer to Enigma’s codes. The Imitation Game is a double or triple layered title, meaning someone is imitating something, someone, etc.
The film focuses on two eras a decade apart, Turing in present day (1951) and a decade earlier working for MI6 in the war. We don’t learn until later what the modern day Turing looks like compared to the earlier man working against Enigma. Game allows for Turing to meet a woman (Keira Knightley), have a few laughs and go about his business. The threats lie in his ability to keep his sexuality a secret and keep his job. Turing must maneuver his way through a world which doesn’t quite jive with him, a feeling not unfamiliar to many of us, no doubt.
That is where Director Morten Tyldum’s Game suffers. His 2011 thriller Headhunters (shot in his native language) is superior and more entertaining in almost every way. Here, for Hollywood, he dances around the fringes of everything. We are able to enjoy the drama unfolding on screen enough, but the stakes don’t seem particularly heightened. The war is happening, but is only a backdrop in the story at most. His sexual feelings are probably given proper weight, but most of that is shown via flashbacks with a boy he “loved” as a youngster. Thus, despite strong performances and a solid enough film, The Imitation Game simply imitates a better movie. It’s the type of film that wins over the often snooty Academy, but won’t win over the hearts of those who care about movies. That is another area, I suppose, in which it is simply an imitation of something more meaningful and tangible. It’s sufficient but not transcendent filmmaking, so give Cumberbatch his props, but that’s where it stops.