Director: Paul
Schrader | Starring:
Nick Nolte, James Coburn, Willem Dafoe,
Sissy Spacek
Released: 1998
| Runtime: 113m
| Rating (out of 5):
** |
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Sometimes films just
try too hard. Thus is the case with Affliction, a movie that
beats us over the head with a message I'm not quite sure I get. The
beginning scene didn't exactly bode well for the movie, as Nolte (Wade
Whitehouse) drives in his truck in front of one of the worst jobs
of blue screening I've seen since the soap-box derby scene from The
Little Rascals. Taken from the novel by Russell Banks, who was
the writer of The Sweet Hereafter, this film has a similar
feel and pace to that film. Everything seems to be shot through a
fog, in slow motion, on Valium, with an anchor tied to it and sunk
in wet cement. It leaves you almost wishing for an explosion and a
Will Smith cameo -- almost. Coburn won an Academy Award for his role
as Notle's abusive, alcoholic father, who's life is both despised
and mirrored by his son. In flashback scenes shot in some sort of
fake super-eight looking footage, an apparent French-Canadian Coburn
yells at his young son, shoves his wife, drinks and basically rants
and raves a little. Somehow, in the present day, Coburn is no longer
French-Canadian and hasn't died from his drinking -- and, actually,
doesn't look that bad (and this is a guy who drinks hard!) He plays
the typical drunk abusive father and really wasn't overly impressive.
Nolte, on the other hand, is really very good in his role as the tortured
soul. There are times when his scratchy voice drops out of range and
I had to turn up my TV to max volume just to hear what was happening,
but he maintains a degree of angst that seems real and genuine. The
casting of Nolte and Coburn together is, despite some cliched dialogue
and overacting from Coburn, perfect. The two end up looking alike,
speak alike and walking alike. I think that's more the actors themselves
than their acting ability. Dafoe is kind of a throw-away character
as Nolte's wimpy brother and the girl who plays Nolte's daughter needs
to stop acting this instant, as she is the most annoying kid since
Master Bates from The Toy. Oh, and let's not forget some
stupid side plot about a muder that goes nowhere and is explained
away by two lines of irritating voiceover by Willem Dafoe. [videotape]
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