SCARECROW ON SEATTLE
In appreciation and recognition of Seattle's long and illustrious film history, we are proud to partner with Scarecrow Video to bring you weekly reviews of historical Seattle films. Each week we will showcase a new movie, with special emphasis on how these films show Seattle's most filmable locations.
With a double gimmick plot, Disclosure is the kind of movie I usually avoid whenever possible. But the film was shot in Seattle so, eventually, I had to sit down and watch this "sexy" thriller. For something like the seventh or eighth time in his career Michael Douglas stars as a guy caught up in a complicated and compromised, marriage-threatening affair. In this case he is the victim of so-called reverse sexual harassment brought on by Demi Moore (an ex-girlfriend who is now Douglas's boss). That's the first gimmick, the second gimmick is....wait for it...virtual reality! Yep, Douglas and Moore work for one of those computer technology firms that are so prevalent in Seattle, and Douglas is part of a "cutting edge" virtual reality- based filing system called Corridor. Corridor basically creates an artificial room full of space-age filing cabinets that resembles the Greco-Roman wing of a history museum. Mixed in with the dated technology, legal mumbo jumbo, slick business talk and convoluted plot points is a fair amount of Seattle footage. There are a lot of shots showing parts of the city through office windows and the film is peppered with images of the cityscape at night, which I guess looks more "high tech." Douglas lives on Bainbridge Island and just around the corner from his house you can see The Space Needle. And what Seattle film would be complete without a stroll through Pike Place Market? That's exactly what Douglas's wife does in Disclosure. Since this is a movie about corporate dealings and wealthy businessmen (and women) there are also a couple of fancy luncheons at the Four Seasons Hotel. Probably the film's location highlight is a froufrou outdoor dinner that takes place in the cul-de-sac in front of the Volunteer Park Conservatory. The filmmakers do a good job of concealing the fact that all these people in sharp tuxedos and elegant dresses are standing around in a parking lot. After a long 125 minutes, Moore's nefarious shenanigans are eventually revealed and viewers have made it through another middling Michael Crichton film.