There's always a danger that any too-faithful adaptation of
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
won't please Douglas Adams' fans, who will already have heard all the jokes, and that it won't seem
relevant to the decade that it's filmed in. This film gets around the problem by altering the plot a fair bit,
whilst attempting to keep the feel of the original intact.
Arthur Dent's house is about to be demolished to make way for a bypass when his friend, Ford Prefect,
comes to rescue him from the imminent destruction of the Earth. The two hitch a ride on the nearest ship,
which happens to be the same Vogon vessel that just destroyed Arthur's home planet.
The Vogons are big, ugly, fat, bureaucratic and cruel. And did I mention ugly? They rule the planet as
only creatures who look like oversized mouldy potatoes can, without imagination or pity. Their offices
and ships are towering perpendicular blocks, grimy and depressing. Of course, this film looks nothing
like the TV series, but rather than going for a slick and totally modern look it retains its comic appeal.
Marvin the depressed android now has an enormous round head, Zaphod Beeblebrox has his two
heads but one is hidden away under the other, and Arthur still has his trusty dressing gown (but a
perfectly normal head). So although the production values are better, the effect is still lighthearted rather
than awe-inspiring.
Stephen Fry narrates the Guide entries, and his delivery is so good it's hard to imagine anyone better
suited to take over this role. However the Guide itself plays a less significant part than you might expect,
with only a few brief entries. This is a shame, since it's the source of some of the best humour.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is funny, but it has lost something in translation to the big
screen. Where the plot has been Hollywoodised some of the subtle humour of the original has been
lost. Arthur Dent is one of life's losers, perpetually miffed or baffled, and that's part of his charm. But
Hollywood likes a happy ending and a man who can find his spirit of adventure in the end.
This is a movie that's keen to explain away some of Adams' absurdities, such as how mice could really
be in charge, and Zaphod even has a rational explanation for his head situation. It's as though we
couldn't possibly be expected to suspend our disbelief otherwise.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy is entertaining, and the egotistical Zaphod is as easy on
the eye as he is barking mad. The Vogons are liable to scare little children with their dress sense, whilst
Martin Freeman plays Arthur Dent with just the right amount of put upon desperation that the character
deserves. Abbreviation hasn't improved this movie, which is more of a gentle chuckle than a barrel
of laughs, and the story seems much less madcap now than it did all those years ago. But it's worth
watching at least once nonetheless.
3/5
Review © Rosalind Jackson