Number One With a Pullet

The creators of Wallace & Gromit have cooked up a radical bucket of fun with Chicken Run

About nine years ago, in a humble Redondo Beach nightclub, urbane British folk singer Billy Bragg reappraised 20th-century politics -- as is often his socialist wont -- by means of an intriguing correlation. Might it be, he postulated, that contemporaries Leon Trotsky and Harlan Sanders were not merely striking doppelgängers, but, in fact, the same person? Consider, he continued, the goatee, those glasses and the suspicious lack of photos depicting the two cavorting together. Could the assassination in Mexico have been a clever ploy, generated to conceal subversive policies being smuggled into the conservative U.S. by the so-called Colonel Sanders, via the fried fowl of Kentucky? For Bragg, the obvious clincher was the primary color in KFC's advertising campaign: red.

What seemed like a toss-off theory at the time -- Original Recipe Revolution -- receives a fresh angle and splendid realization in Chicken Run, the first feature film from England's Aardman Animation, and the first truly terrific film to be released by DreamWorks.

Directed by Plasticine geniuses Peter Lord (Adam, Wat's Pig) and Nick Park (Creature Comforts, The Wrong Trousers) and produced by both men with Aardman co-founder David Sproxton, the movie is as much fun as The Nightmare Before Christmas and James and the Giant Peach combined, minus the sociopathic cynicism even Tim Burton seems to be outgrowing of late. In its stead, Chicken Run conjures witty whimsy much like the stuff that vanished with Jim Henson a decade ago.

The greedy Mr. And Mrs. Tweedy (Tony Haygarth and Miranda Richardson) count their chickens to make sure no one has escaped in the delightful Chicken Run.
The greedy Mr. And Mrs. Tweedy (Tony Haygarth and Miranda Richardson) count their chickens to make sure no one has escaped in the delightful Chicken Run.

For the record, I am mad about chickens and their rights, so trust me when I relate that Aardman does chicken right. There are many chickens in our world -- stretching from the baseball diamonds of San Diego around a planet littered with McNuggets boxes -- but never before has the intimate realm of the squat, noble creature received such a poignant portrayal. Yes, echoes of Karl Marx, Upton Sinclair, Thomas More and even classic war films abound (the main hut is number 17, as in Stalag), but don't be put off by Chicken Run's lofty allusions; instead, revel in the sight of flightless birds with fat haunches and pretty teeth consorting with conniving rats disguised as garden gnomes. You'll be the better for it.

Despite some wit designed exclusively for overworked adults (confronted with the prospect of laying eggs all her life, climaxing in being plucked, stuffed and roasted, one oblivious hen chimes, "It's a living!"), the plot of Chicken Run should be comprehensible to all children above the age of zygote. Somewhere in England in the 1950s exists Tweedy's Egg Farm, a drab and desolate labor camp for young ladies of the fowl persuasion. The thick, unpleasant Mr. Tweedy (Tony Haygarth) patrols the grounds with his hounds, while the stiff, cruel Mrs. Tweedy (Miranda Richardson) greedily scrutinizes eggs and profits. In the midst of their leering, the eternally hopeful hen Ginger (Julia Sawalha) gazes upon the green hills beyond the trenches and chicken wire, dedicated to freeing not only herself but also her somewhat less coordinated flock.

Ginger's is a communal heart, and once she has observed a sister being decapitated and eaten for not meeting her ovular quota, she steps up her efforts to save her neighbors, enlisting brainy Scottish Mac (Lynn Ferguson) to engineer possible escapes, which include a wrenching demonstration of a large turnip -- cleverly disguised as a chicken -- being flung headlong to its doom from a makeshift trebuchet. For parts and supplies, Ginger trades with a couple of shifty, egg-lusting rats, Nick (Timothy Spall) and Fetcher (Phil Daniels), who complain that their compensation is "chicken feed." Big mama Bunty (Imelda Staunton) and the delightfully naive Babs (Jane Horrocks) round out the primary poulets, with the crotchety RAF veteran Fowler (Benjamin Whitrow) serving as the camp's patriarch and morale monitor ("Cock-a-doodle-doo!" he dutifully intones in deadpan English before the morning inspection).

Enter the flying rooster, a Rhode Island Red named Rocky (Mel Gibson) whose bantam strutting reveals an obnoxious Yank to the veddy British Ginger. On the lam from a circus, Rocky is a selfish and reluctant wanderer (in other words, an ideal hero-in-the-making) and claims to know how to fly. Convinced that the bullheaded cock can free the hens (despite Fowler's protestations: "Pushy Americans! Always showing up late for every war!"), Ginger persuades the jaunty chanticleer to teach her and her coopgirls to fly. Before long, Rocky has the girls practicing what appears to be t'ai chi'cken and readying themselves to soar to freedom. Good timing, too, as the malevolent Mrs. Tweedy has stumbled upon a brochure titled "Sick and Tired of Making Minuscule Profits?" and purchased a frightening contraption: Chickens go in, and pies come out. Her poor, repressed husband, ever the bright bulb, asks, "What kind of pies?"

Aardman has another winner here, and fans of Wallace & Gromit or Peter Gabriel's "Sledgehammer" video will not be disappointed. Rife with unlikely devices and wildly inventive slapstick (Mac's insistence upon the importance of "throost" leads to chickens scattered in inelegant disarray, summed up by the rats as "sunny-side up," "over-easy," "scrambled," etc.), the movie is an expansion upon the concentrated brilliance of, say, the mechanical pantaloons of The Wrong Trousers or the sheep-shearing device of A Close Shave. If you didn't like those, you won't like this, but if you didn't like those, you're also probably not human.

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