Pinocchio review - wooden-puppet fairytale goes back to the sweet-sour original

There is something rich and strange and generous in Matteo Garrone’s new live-action version of the Pinocchio story, for which the director and his co-screenwriter Massimo Ceccherini have gone back to the original 1883 children’s tale by Carlo Collodi. They have given us a story which combines sentimentality and grotesqueness in a very startling way. It often looks like a horror film. This Pinocchio could almost have been one of the stories that Garrone dramatised in his freaky-fabular movie Tale of Tales, and the story is very different from the legendary 1940 Disney musical version (without which, admittedly, no one would care about any new remake or reinvention).

Walt Disney, for example, never had Pinocchio being brutally hanged from a tree by two swindlers who wanted to rob him. But one of the interesting things about this drama is that Pinocchio - the magical wooden puppet who yearns to be a “real boy” – gains this authentic humanness by being exploited, by suffering and finally getting re-born with skin and hair ... in a stable, as it happens.

Pinocchio himself is played here with a CGI woodified face by child actor Federico Ielapi, and his father-creator Geppetto is played by the exuberant Roberto Benigni - who himself directed a Pinocchio film in 2002 and (a bit insufferably perhaps) played the lead. As the ageing and sad Geppetto he is more under control and there is something touching about his hyperactive comic persona being subdued.

Entranced and inspired by a visiting puppet show, Geppetto carves one of his own and the melancholy, poor and childless man is astonished and delighted when he comes to life. He has a son. But Geppetto’s joy is short lived when Pinocchio is taken from him, at ending up first with the marionettes of puppet master Mangiafuoco (Gigi Proietti) from whom Pinocchio gets his freedom, only to be tricked and abused by two old rogues Gatto (Rocco Papaleo) and Volpe (co-writer Massimo Ceccherini). But Pinocchio is helped by a kindly cricket (Davide Marotta) and by a fairy (Marine Vacth) and by a bizarre gorilla judge (Teco Celio) whose topsy-turvy worldview is such that he will only look kindly on Pinocchio if he claims to be a criminal.

There is so much that Garrone’s Pinocchio appears to resemble: there’s a bit of Tod Browning’s Freaks (and a bit of Frankenstein): echoes of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and the Old and New Testament. The moment when Pinocchio’s nose grows because he is lying is still fascinating - a parable which has taught generations of little Disney fans never to fib. Audiences for this film, however, may notice that Pinocchio’s nose does not grow when he lies to the gorilla judge. Perhaps the normalisation of lying is part of the humanising process. Pinocchio’s CGI-wooden face really is very strange. It does not look like that of any sort of boy, but rather a man or woman or cyborg in early middle age. There’s more than a touch of R2D2 about him.

In the end, perhaps Pinocchio is a parable of parenthood: when we have a child, there is something uncanny and strange about him or her, like a doll brought to life. In our hearts, perhaps, we can’t quite believe that this is a human being like us, who will come to have thoughts and feelings independently of us - become “real”, in fact.

Next year, Guillermo del Toro is due to bring out his own version of Pinocchio and it is reportedly going to be “darker”. Well, we shall have to see how that turns out, although what I liked about Garrone’s adaptation is that it didn’t just put a “dark” spin on a story which is assumed to be straightforwardly Disney-cute in its original form. The salty-sweet taste Garrone confects will perhaps be a little rich for some and the sentimental streak is certainly there. Pinocchio is a thoroughly bizarre story; Garrone makes of it a weirdly satisfying spectacle.