Director: Thomas
McCarthy | Starring:
Peter Dinklage, Bobby Cannavale, Patricia
Clarkson
Released: 2003
| Runtime: 88m
| Rating (out of 5):
***½ |
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For some bizarre reason
I thought for the longest time that this was a French film. I'm not
really sure why other than the fact it's unusual for an American filmmaker
to cast a dwarf in the lead role of any movie--but that would be a
super French thing to do. For those of you saying, ''Yeah, but what
about Danny
DeVito in Twins?''
Well, first of all Danny is technically not a dwarf, but a midget,
and secondly, we all know that DeVito was just there to compensate
for Governor
Aahnald's incoherent Austrenglish hackery. In any case, I found
out only later that the film takes place not in France, but in my
own wonderful state of New Jersey. And it starred the man in one of
the funniest scenes in recent-ish memory playing, what else, but a
resistant dwarf in a dream sequence in Living In Oblivion. The reason
that one can tell this is an American film, and not a French one,
is the fact that the character and everyone else around him recognizes
and acknowledges that he's a dwarf. If this was a French film, he
would seduce women and drive his car with absolutely no mention that
he's a foot shorter than everyone else in the place. His dwarfism
does, in fact, play a very large role here, as he struggles to come
to terms with his affliction--and his fate. His being different isolates
and angers him. He develops the typical hit them before they have
a chance to hit you mentality. And when the opportunity presents itself
to move to a reasonably isolated area, he jumps at it. Granted, his
job was being dissolved, and the one person he seems to connect with
is dead. Once living out in the train depot, he comes across a sad,
desperate soul and an eternal optimist, who doesn't even seem to understand
that a dwarf who looks at trains all day should be nothing but a boring
oddity. Instead, these two people come to depend on him and admire
him. Through the woman, Olivia, he learns that there are souls out
there more lonely and desperate than himself--more in need of love
than even him. The man, Joe, shows him that enjoying life is okay
and being a dwarf is more in his mind than anything else. The dialogue
in the film is remarkably fluid and natural, and unsentimental for
the most part. There are stretches of silence that don't seem out
of place or slow down the plot in any way, and in a film that clocks
in under ninety minutes, that's pretty impressive. It's a shame Peter
Dinklage has been relegated to some alien television show that'll
probably be cancelled after five episodes. The guy is really compelling,
although he may have to move to France in order to land another plumb
roll like this one. [DVD]
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