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Peter Carey is quickly
becoming one of my favorite storytellers. The guy can spin a yarn
with the best of them, without stooping to the level of commercial
blechiness or clearly writing parts for Brad Pitt and Benicio del
Toro. This is, however, a relatively straightforward story with all
the twists and turns one might expect in a good indie movie--or even
a commercial film that decided to take some chances (hint, hint, you
studios out there).
Michael "Butcher Bones" Boone is the son of, well, a butcher.
He has grown up to be a pretty famous artist in his home country of
Australia. He, like most artists, is self-destructive and filled with
a weird mixture of overconfidence and complete self-loathing. He is
divorced and suddenly finding himself "out of fashion."
Relegated to mooching off of patrons of his formerly popular art,
he finds himself living out in the sticks with his slow, but very
observant brother, Hugh "Slow Bones" Boone. Butcher has
no qualms about charging large amounts of money on his patron's account
in order to live and make an attempt to get his art career back in
gear using expensive paint and big canvases.
And then one day our femme fatale, Marlene Leibovitz, shows up. Turns
out she's the wife of the son of a very famous painter and she's out
in that area of Australia to authenticate one of her husband's father's
paintings. The plot is a little too complicated to explain in this
short space, but suffice it to say that she seems a little shady,
and she's dealing with very expensive art, so you do the math. There
are shenanigans afoot.
The story continues, moving to Tokyo and Manhattan and ultimately
back in Australia. The narrative is told from the perspective of the
two brothers, both of whom have unique voices and are comical and
introspective in their own ways. They end up being dragged around
by the mysterious Marlene and her promises of resurrecting Butcher's
career, which she miraculously does. But what are her true motives?
Why does she care so for the simple brute, Hugh? And does she really
love Michael? And does Michael really care for her, or can he really
love anything more than his paintings? The back and forth in the narrative
keeps things fresh and the perspective ever shifting. It's also a
good technique in order to find out things about each character that
the other wouldn't necessarily reveal.
Ultimately this is a heist film that is filled with humor and quite
a bit of humanity. The Boone brothers are so well written as to be
memorable long after the fact. Even Marlene and her pathological thieving
and violence, while a little over the top, make for a fun time. Carey
is really masterful in his descriptions of his characters and their
surroundings. He doesn't use the ten-dollar words, but combines adjectives
and metaphors in poetic ways that make scenes sing. I couldn't wait
to pick this thing up every morning on my way to work and read more
about the caustic Mr. Boone. It's his warm underbelly, though, that
keeps the character likable and memorable when he could have been
just another bitter art jerkoff. I like it.
Other titles by Peter Carey:
True
History of the Kelly Gang
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