The entirety of “Marcel the Shell with Shoes On” is sweet and witty
Omar L. Gallaga
In 2010, eons ago in internet time, “Marcel the Shell With Shoes On” debuted as a cute three-minute short on Vimeo. It was a tiny shell with a googly eye named Marcel, voiced by comic Jenny Slate, interviewed by the filmmaker about his little life. He was wearing tiny little sneakers.
“Once I nibbled on a piece of cheese and my cholesterol went up to 900,” Marcel said in a hoarse, high-pitched whisper. “Guess what my skis are? A man’s fingernails.
“Marcel” was adorable and popular. The video was a hit and because the web wants more, two more shorts were made by Slate and filmmaker Dean Fleischer-Camp over the next few years.
Now, in 2022, a feature film expands Marcel’s world to include many more seashells, a journey that goes beyond Marcel’s Airbnb digs in Los Angeles and new cast members including Isabella Rossellini, Rosa Salazar and Lesley Stahl (yes, Lesley Stahl from “60 Minutes”).
For fans of the shorts, the good news is that the film greatly expands Marcel’s world while retaining the whimsical, understated melancholy that made the original videos so memorable. It combines live action sequences with the same style of stop-motion animation; it looks intentionally rough and homemade, a mockumentary, but the credits reveal that it took a lot of technical wizardry and behind-the-scenes talent to make the film look so naturalistic.
In the film, Marcel and his grandmother Connie (Rossellini) rebuild their lives and surroundings after a fight between a couple living in their Airbnb leads to a cataclysmic disaster that sweeps everyone away from the love of shells and the couple.
The new resident (Fleischer-Camp), who is looking for a new place after splitting up, begins making videos of Marcel, which eventually go viral on the internet, leading to the filming of a segment on “60 Minutes” about Marcel and his life.
The most surprising thing about a full movie version of “Marcel the Shell” is how mournful and deeply moving it is. Yes, it’s funny and clever and there’s a lot of good jokes, including research into documentary film pretenses. “Nobody has any idea and even really knows what it’s like when you do it,” Marcel explains to his grandmother.
But Marcel’s profound loss of community, compounded in the film by Connie’s declining health, gives the film unexpected undertones of sadness.
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Rossellini’s wise and warm vocal performance helps make it work, but it’s of course Slate who imbues Marcel with such life. He’s not a fucking Ziggy; Marcel can be sarcastic and sarcastic, but Slate grounds the character in a way that’s both hilarious and heartbreaking. Whether Marcel sings or plays “Taps” through a macaroni noodle, the animated little shell is more expressive and shows more emotion than Ryan Reynolds did through the entirety of Netflix’s “Red Notice.”
In an early screening of South by Southwest on Monday night, “Marcel” co-writer and director Fleischer-Camp, who also appears in the film as a perhaps sadder and more introverted version of himself, responded to a few questions about the making of the film, including the unfortunate question from an audience member, “Are you married to Jenny Slate?”
Slate and Fleischer-Camp married in 2012 and divorced in 2016, but continued to work together on the film. With that knowledge, it’s hard not to read the film as a metaphor for moving on from a divorce. But the pandemic adds extra weight: Marcel is desperate to rebuild a community and connect with the outside world until he discovers YouTube hits and comments can’t replace loved ones. “It’s an audience, not a community,” he sighs.
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It’s not a disappointment, despite the sobbing-muffled laughter I heard during the screening. Marcel is courageous and so is the film, with many moments of visual inventiveness. It doesn’t go too far into Michel Gondry territory, but there’s a delight in seeing Marcel rolling around inside a tennis ball or using a stand mixer to shake fruit off a tree with a string. attached.
Marcel has a lot in common with Slate’s other film at SXSW this year, “Everything, everywhere, all at once”, where she brandished a Pomeranian projectile. There’s googly eyes, clever special effects, meta commentary on cinema, and ultimately a warm hug of a message about the need to bond strong with family and community.
It’s great to see “Marcel” emerge, finally, as the world begins to come out of its own shell.
Rating: A-
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