Director: Kenneth
Lonergan | Starring:
Laura Linney, Matthew Broderick, Rory Culkin,
Mark Ruffalo
Released: 2000
| Runtime: 111m
| Rating (out of 5):
**** |
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I can't say I was overly
excited to watch this film the night I snatched it off of the video
store shelf--despite it winning all those fancy film festival awards.
After all, the title of the film hardly inspires anything but yawns,
there's a sappy picture of two people hugging on the cover and I think
I'd been drinking (or not). So I got settled on the couch, drank four
glasses of Diet Coke and prepared myself to be bored to tears by some
melodramatic, humorless look at fucked up, crying people. I had an
ice pick ready to go on the coffee table just in case the schmaltz
got unbearable and I needed to remove my eyes from the process. Luckily
for me, the ice pick stayed on the table and I'm sitting here looking
at the keys while I type (no I never took a typing class in high school,
asshole.) Unlike most of the films I end up seeing on DVD, I had very
little idea what this one was about. I had a vague idea that somebody
would need to count on somebody else, and that two people (one blonde
and one brunette) would hug at some point during the movie, but otherwise
I was in the dark. Interestingly enough, it turned out to be a story
about a couple of siblings who were orphaned when they were kids,
and how they grew into adults since. One, the sister, stayed in town,
had a child and works at the bank. The other, the brother, is somewhat
of a drifter, moving wherever there's work, mooching money off his
"responsible" sister and even serving a few months in jail
at one point. There's some discrepancy with the timeline (a pet peeve
of mine), but I suppose I'll let it go--despite the timeline making
Mark Ruffalo's character about 24 and Laura Linney's like 28 or so.
I don't know, I did the math in my head while watching it, and seem
to recall these being the numbers... But, again, I'll put it aside
because I enjoyed the movie itself. The relationship between the two
siblings is at the center of the film. Ruffalo, who plays Terry Prescott,
is a real find. This guy looks like a meeker (if there's such a word)
version of Vincent D'Onofrio, and has a quiet intensity that's both
creepy, menacing and endearing all at the same time. When we first
see him, he's a nervous wreck, uncomfortable in his own skin and full
of tics and darting eyes. He can't sit still or make any connection
with other humans. At first I thought that Ruffalo just forgot about
his character and settled down, but there's an actual connection between
when he starts to relax and when he meets his sister's 8-year-old
son, Rudy (played by the oft-working Rory Culkin). Rudy is supposed
to be the same age he was when his parents dies in a car accident.
He recognizes himself in Rory, and sees the opportunity to try to
be the male role model that he never had growing up. The push and
pull between the three characters is fascinating. I don't know if
it's because I don't have any siblings, but I hope it wouldn't be
anything like this. We see them judging each other, wanting certain
things for each other, disappointing each other and ultimately understanding
that they need to live their own lives. She seems perfect, but she's
not. He seems completely screwed up, but he's not. Everything's topsy-turvy.
The best part about the film is the writing and the acting. The two
leads, Linney and Ruffalo, play off of each other wonderfully, and
even Master Culkin gets in his good lines. The director/writer, Kenneth
Lonergan, wrote a screenplay that reads much more like a stage play
than a film. The thing I've noticed is that most plays have much better
dialogue, and are much better character studies, than films. There's
nothing hip about this movie at all. It's small town, nobody gets
shot, nobody drives fast, and nobody even wears a leather trenchcoat.
It has all the earmarks of a chick flick, but I liked it dammit. [DVD]
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