Saturday, September 20, 2014

This Is Where I Leave You.

Who you are when you're around family is arguable the most true version of yourself. These people or person know(s) you in a way nobody else does and in return you're privy to their untold truths, flaws, burdens, and sometimes twisted, unconscious love. This Is Where I Leave You is a film about family and it's interminable push and pull that both compels and encumbers, but sooner or later drives us home.

A star-studded cast makes for an interesting take on a quiet drama that otherwise would consist of unknown talent. While Tina Fey manages to incorporate Tina Fey into a family reunion movie and Jason Bateman proves he's not always an emotionally inadequate hard-ass by crying into his mommy's bosom, Adam Driver stands out as the break-out star. Perhaps a more whimsical version of his character from Girls, Driver gives an energized performance of the youthful buffoon sleeping with his therapist who just doesn't care about getting it right. Jane Fonda also stuns as usual as the eccentric, over-sharing mother with new boobs and sexual inclinations. She is the glue that holds the family together.

Coincidentally, all the film's forgettable faces are romantic supporting characters:  Timothy Olyphant (Justified) as the brain-damaged neighbor and Fey's ex-boyfriend, Rose Byrne (Bridesmaids and pretty much every film since 2010) as Bateman's Girl-Who-Waited-For-His-Marriage-To-Fail, and Connie Britton (Friday Night Lights, Nashville) as Driver's mature therapist turned girlfriend. These highly acclaimed actors become lost faces of unfleshed characters, who simply exist to serve as non-family ties to the siblings. 

Probably the most disappointing character is Paul, the oldest sibling portrayed by Corey Stoll, who is known best as Peter Russo, the beloved but unbridled senator with a secret in the critically-acclaimed House of Cards. Although he's the one who never left town, Paul hardly appears on screen with his siblings anymore than does Boner, the stoner turned Rabbi played by the always ridiculous Ben Schwartz (Parks and Recreation). Rather, Paul's baby-crazy wife, played by Kathryn Hahn, gets more character development and one-on-one time with the siblings.  




There are many scenes in this film that demand to be significant and stirring, but few that actually deliver. Notably, a scene in which Bateman and Byrne wobble around an ice rink teems with diabetic-ally sweet nostalgia saturated with cornball lines like "Anything can happen. Anything happens all the time."
Instead, the most poignant scenes in This is Where are accidental glimpses into the characters heads.The most stirring often include Driver paired with another sibling; a scene in which Driver admits to Fey that she is the voice inside his head as Fey had pretty much raised him is by far the most subtle, charming scene in the entire film. Another between Driver and Bateman in which they touch foreheads to express affection in their father's special way stirs even my somewhat cold heart especially when Driver pulls away his voice broken with restrained feelings.   

There is no denying This is Where I Leave You had problems translating Jonathan Tropper's distinct narrative as most book-to-film adaptations. The plot is too neat and tidy and predictable and sometimes the acting is overtly self-important and seems more appropriate for the stage then screen.

But while it's easier to submit to a book's request to contemplate and conduct an existential search for your soul, because as readers we are in charge of the casting, directing, and soundtrack of our own movie in our heads, this can be a difficult task for a film. Despite this, I came out of the theater feeling things--- some happy, sad, and annoyed. And in the end, isn't that the point of the movies? 






Friday, September 5, 2014

The Obvious Child.

It makes me mad when things are not allowed to be funny. A blank-faced group of critics decide on the caliber of seriousness of a topic and then they closely monitor the thin-haired border between drama and comedy daring people to see what happens if they tip a little too far in the wrong direction.

So what happens when you laugh at an abortion joke? Struck by lightening. Suddenly burst into flames. The Obvious Child makes viewers laugh, feel slightly horrified and then continue laughing. Why? Because it's fucking funny.

Donna Stern, a between young and getting older stand-up played by Jenny Slate thinks funny is reality by making it a point to clue her audience in on literally everything that's going on in her personal life. A surprise breakup. Then, a surprise pregnancy and decision to get an abortion. On Valentine's Day. Also, an obscenely high number of fart jokes.

I saw this movie in a tiny independent theater in Soho, NY and as I watched it became increasingly clear why The Obvious Child isn't playing at an AMC.

EXHIBIT A- An exchange between Donna and Nellie, her bestie, in the unisex restroom of the comedy bar the day before her abortion and right before her gig.

Nellie: You're going to kill it [tonight]. 

Donna: Tomorrow I am.     

Aside from the hard liquor taste of comedy, Obvious Child surreptitiously weaves a subtle budding romance throughout the film. Slate and Jake Lacy, who plays her baby daddy, radiate an obvious chemistry that makes their on-screen one-night-stand that-became-more feel natural and honestly,  pretty damn enviable. Lacy's sweet nice guy hilariously compliments Slate's bizarre and borderline psychotic.

There was never a moment the theater didn't react to a joke. Maybe it's because the film is set in New York and New Yorkers only really like other New Yorkers. Maybe because a feminist, a gay comidian, and a jewish COD living in Williamsburg (pretty much the holy trinity of NYC society) make for a more honest take on Girls. Or maybe, because we all googled The Obvious Child and found it playing in only two theaters in the entire city and consequently were all bound together with a mutual respect for each others taste in independent cinema. But most likely, because it's just fucking funny.