
National Treasure: Adventure. Starring Nicolas Cage, Diane Kruger and Sean
Bean. Directed by Jon Turteltaub. (PG. 125 minutes. At Bay Area theaters.)
Critics will slam “National Treasure” for not being good, but audiences
will probably like it for not being bad. It has no ambition, little sense and
false sentiment, but it does have velocity, high spirits and scale. It also
has Nicolas Cage, either in a toupee or I want to know what he’s been rubbing
on his head. And it has Diane Kruger, looking a lot more like Helen of Troy
here than in “Troy.”
In short, it’s a Jerry Bruckheimer movie, and the fact that just saying
that means something … well, that means something. Like the moguls of old,
Bruckheimer (”Con Air,” “The Rock”) is a producer with a signature style, one
characterized mainly by the assumption that the audience is very, very
impatient. So things keep happening, even if they shouldn’t happen, each
moment topping the next. Call him lowbrow, but nobody falls asleep during a
Bruckheimer movie, and that includes critics.
In addition to being lively, “National Treasure” wins points for
geniality. There’s a relaxed air about it, despite the piling on of story, and
a family-friendly feeling about it, despite the frequent threat of violence.
Cage floats through the proceedings as Gates, the last of a long line of
treasure hunters. We first meet him midadventure, with a crew on the North
Pole, finding a wrecked ship and a last, crucial clue: The treasure map he
seeks is on the back of the Declaration of Independence. That is, the one in
Washington that’s covered in bulletproof glass and heavily guarded.
In these early minutes, “National Treasure” introduces a shrewd narrative
strategy that buoys the film nicely all the way to the finish. The story could
simply have been about one man’s effort to steal the Declaration. Instead it’s
about two men’s competing efforts. A member of Gates’ crew, Howe (Sean Bean),
turns rogue and decides to steal the Declaration, despite Gates’ objections.
And so Gates has no choice but to try to steal the Declaration himself in
order to protect it. He has to get there before Howe gets there. The result of
this nifty turn is double the fun, double the suspense and double the tension
– with Gates getting to do bad-guy things while maintaining his good-guy
identity.
Kruger is in the movie because there needs to be a girl in it. She plays
the conservator of the National Archives even though she looks barely old
enough to be an intern and, for reasons that really don’t add up, ends up with
Gates on his adventure. Also for no discernible reason, she soon starts
looking at him with warmth and admiration. Don’t try to make sense of this. It
only makes movie sense.
The action follows the characters over the course of their various
adventures, none of which will be described here, since a movie like this is
all about surprise. Clues lead to other clues, each more improbable, but if
the characters are willing to put up with this hectic pace, the least we can
do is watch. About midway, it crosses the mind that what “National Treasure”
really needs is for Harvey Keitel to show up, and so he does, on cue, as a
sardonic FBI agent who has a sly way of saying, “Somebody’s got to go to jail.
”
Director Jon Turteltaub succeeds in suppressing the humanity he
demonstrated in “Phenomenon” and “While You Were Sleeping” long enough to turn
in a well-oiled Bruckheimer machine. He spoils an action scene that takes
place many feet under the sidewalks of Manhattan, with staircases collapsing
and characters falling hundreds of feet to their doom, with too many close-ups
and edits. But that’s par for the course in action movies these days.
To Turteltaub’s credit, there are other touches, nice ones, that also
seem directorial. In particular, Bean, as the villain, is portrayed as a
friendly fellow — not as a classic smiling villain, but rather as someone
of spontaneously warm temperament. If somebody bangs into him on the street,
for example, his first unguarded impulse is to smile and excuse himself. This
characteristic is not often seen in villains, which makes it interesting.
Equally interesting is that this quality in no way diminishes his overall air
of menace or limits his options in our eyes. He’s still evil enough for
anything.
As for Cage, this is his fourth film with Bruckheimer, and he’s beginning
to look comfortable in this sort of movie. A little too comfortable.
– Advisory: There is gunfire and, throughout, the threat of violence.
E-mail Mick LaSalle at mlasalle@sfchronicle.com.



