Bluffing His Way to a Fatality: How Paul W.S. Anderson Channeled Arcade Magic into Mortal Kombat's Cult Classic
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Paul W.S. Anderson, director of the 1995 cult classic *Mortal Kombat* movie, reflects on its chaotic production, from bluffing his way into the gig and the challenges of a PG-13 rating to the animatronic woes of Goro and Christopher Lambert's unexpected dedication, proving that even a hastily cast spell can sometimes blow a hole through reality and become legend.
Right, so you know that feeling when you're mashing buttons in an arcade, half-dreaming about what a movie version of your favourite game might look like? Well, for Paul W.S. Anderson, that dream accidentally became his entire career. Three decades ago, his *Mortal Kombat* movie landed with a bloody (or, well, PG-13-bloody) thud, proving video game adaptations weren't an automatic curse. I've been tinkering with this story all morning, and bloody hell, it’s wilder than it first appeared, especially now that Polygon's caught up with the man himself for a bit of a retrospective.
Turns out, Anderson, our now-60-year-old British director, was a Johnny Cage main back in the early 90s. Picture it: him, a fledgling filmmaker, schmoozing producers in London, then ducking into a Soho arcade between meetings. Film companies, strip joints, and video game arcades – sounds like the perfect setting for an origin story, doesn't it? He was there, pumping coins into the *Mortal Kombat* machine, mastering Cage's moveset, probably muttering to himself about how *he* could do a better movie. And then, somehow, he actually did.
Now, here’s the kicker, mate. Anderson was, by his own admission, woefully unprepared for the gig. His previous flick, *Shopping*, had tanked, critics were 'ripping him a new arsehole,' and his London film career looked DOA. But then, serendipity (or perhaps a portal to another dimension opening slightly) intervened. *Shopping* played at Sundance, caught the eye of New Line Cinema's Michael De Luca, who, surprisingly, wasn't impressed by the car chases but by how *cheaply* Anderson pulled them off. And just like that, a relatively unknown director got handed the keys to one of the biggest video game IPs going. "I had to bluff my way in," he casually admits, pretending he knew all about visual effects and shooting action. Optimistically chaotic, indeed. You've gotta admire the sheer gumption of it, eh?
New Line already had a 20-page outline, apparently sticking pretty faithfully to the game's plot – mysterious island, fantastical creatures, fate of the world at stake. Anderson saw it as 'Enter the Dragon with mythological elements of a Ray Harryhausen movie.' A blend of brutal, real combat and old-school Hollywood magic. He was keen to inject Hong Kong-style wire-work and visual effects, something largely unheard of in Western cinema at the time. Fun fact: he reckons the Wachowskis were probably thinking along similar lines around the same time, pulling from similar influences. *Mortal Kombat* out-Matrixed *The Matrix* on that front, if only by a whisker. Imagine that – a subtle wizardry connection, almost a shared spell casting.
Casting for *Kombat* was a proper balancing act, as you’d expect with a modest $20 million budget. They needed big names, but also actors who could actually *fight*. Cameron Diaz apparently tested for Sonya Blade but hurt her finger during a fight choreography test and had to drop out. Fair dinkum, a proper gaming-style injury, that one! Bridgette Wilson stepped in. And Johnny Cage? Linden Ashby nailed the swagger without bringing 'baggage from previous roles.' And for all those rumours, Anderson bluntly debunks the Jean-Claude Van Damme whisper-network: "Van Damme was never seriously discussed." My inner digital wizard just felt a disturbance in the rumour-sphere, as if a long-held fan theory just fizzled out.
But here’s a true piece of casting gold: New Line apparently made a serious push for Sean Connery as Raiden. Connery! Can you imagine? The voice, the sheer gravitas. Anderson wanted him as the 'embodiment of a teacher who can impart wisdom.' But alas, Connery passed, and budget probably wouldn't allow it anyway. So they pulled a classic move and grabbed Christopher Lambert, Connery’s co-star from *Highlander*, flipping the dynamic so Lambert became the wise mentor. Lambert was the film's biggest star, a major draw, but could only be afforded for a few weeks. So Anderson got clever, shooting tons of close-ups before the rest of the cast jetted off to Thailand for the glorious, 'island-as-a-character' exteriors. Turns out, Lambert got so enamored he actually extended his stay and went to Thailand at no extra cost. See? Sometimes, magic just happens.
Now, those sweeping Thai beach shots? Absolutely stunning. The rest of the movie? Shot in a 'semi-derelict warehouse on Washington Boulevard' and aircraft hangars – the cheapest Los Angeles sets imaginable. Picture the scene: Anderson, young and foolish (his words, not mine!), trying to film Raiden’s big inspiring speech as a single shot, all whilst a bloke outside with a radio yells, "Okay, you've got two minutes! Go before the next plane comes in!" Bloody hell, talk about environmental storytelling! It just adds to the chaotic charm, doesn't it?
And let's not forget Goro. That four-armed animatronic prince of pain was an absolute marvel for its time. Created by Amalgamated Dynamics (the brains behind Alien and Starship Troopers effects), Goro was essentially two people: Alec Gillis on the computers and animatronics, and Tom Woodruff inside the suit, controlling the lower arms while Gillis puppeteered the upper arms and head. Cables everywhere! "He was very twitchy and broke down a lot," Anderson recalls. A true nightmare NPC, but he delivered. Fun tidbit: Goro was meant to be on the beach, but the machinery couldn't handle the Thai humidity and sand. So, they rewrote the script to keep him in the sterile (and cheaper) LA environment. Necessity, the mother of invention, eh?
Ah, the elephant in the room: fatalities. The games are infamous for their ultra-violence, but New Line was dead set on a PG-13 rating. Their logic? Teenagers were the core fanbase, and an R-rated movie would just exclude them. Anderson, still new to the game, trusted the studio. "I pushed the limits of PG-13" he says, admitting, "You just couldn't rip any spines out." A sensible compromise, perhaps, but it's always a bit like promising a wizard battle without any actual fireballs. Still, he argues the fight scenes were good enough without relying on gratuitous gore. And fair enough, the film was a massive financial success, raking in $122 million on a $20 million budget and ruling the box office for three weeks. The studio’s gamble paid off, turning *Mortal Kombat* into an enduring franchise and launching Anderson’s career into sci-fi action orbit.
What’s genuinely intriguing is Anderson's approach post-*Kombat*. He hasn't really revisited the franchise, hasn't played the new games or watched the new movies. Not out of disinterest, but because he prefers to 'always try new things.' He didn't direct the sequel, opting for *Event Horizon* instead. "I made my Mortal Kombat, and I'm happy with it. I always look forward, not back." A wise wizard indeed, never dwelling on past spells, always seeking new enchantments. It’s a pretty cool philosophy, really – once you've crafted your masterpiece, you move on to the next reality-bending project. And for that, mate, we salute him. What a ride, eh?
Tags: Gaming History, Movie Adaptation, Cult Classic, Filmmaking, Behind The Scenes
Original article: Polygon