Showing posts with label Diane Keaton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diane Keaton. Show all posts

Tuesday, 28 October 2025

Movie Review: Love The Coopers (2015)


Also Known As: Christmas With The Coopers  
Genre: Dramedy  
Director: Jessie Nelson  
Starring: Diane Keaton, John Goodman, Marisa Tomei, Alan Arkin, Amanda Seyfried, Timothée Chalamet, Ed Helms, Jake Lacy, Anthony Mackie, June Squibb, Olivia Wilde  
Running Time: 107 minutes  

Synopsis: Christmas Eve is approaching, and four generations of the imperfect Cooper family are gathering for dinner. Sam and Charlotte (John Goodman and Diane Keaton) are hosting but also hiding their disintegrating marriage. Their black sheep daughter Eleanor (Olivia Wilde) meets a soldier (Jake Lacy) at the airport. The Cooper's divorced son (Ed Helms) is struggling with unemployment, while his teenaged son (Timothée Chalamet) is pursuing his first crush at the mall. Charlotte's sister (Marisa Tomei) is arrested for shoplifting and has an encounter with a police officer (Anthony Mackie), while Charlotte's father Bucky (Alan Arkin) has an argument with his regular diner server (Amanda Seyfried). 

What Works Well: With notable determination, this Christmas movie seeks a contrarian stance, avoiding feel-good vibes and zooming in on all that is wrong with the lives of the Coopers. Charlotte is doing her best to pretend and get on with the Christmas spirit, but all the family members are flailing as their character faults and life failures are revealed. The simple message of celebrating normal imperfection is straightforward and well-intentioned, and the opening two thirds offer the added enjoyment of guessing all the family connections. The quality cast and numerous mini-plots ensure the movie never dawdles in any one place for too long.

What Does Not Work As Well: After a lot of hard work to represent flawed characters, the resolutions run away from difficult outcomes and just surrender to traditional endings. With so many stories to tell, some of the more interesting secondary characters, notably Amanda Seyfried's diner server and Anthony Mackie's police officer, are shortchanged.

Key Quote:
Bucky: That feeling like you've landed in the wrong life. Everybody feels that way.



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Monday, 13 October 2025

Movie Review: The Little Drummer Girl (1984)


Genre: Espionage Drama Thriller  
Director: George Roy Hill  
Starring: Diane Keaton, Klaus Kinski  
Running Time: 132 minutes  

Synopsis: Agent Martin Kurtz (Klaus Kinski) of Israel's Mossad is eager to capture shadowy Palestinian bombmaker Khalil. He decides to manipulate naive American theatre actress Charlie (Diane Keaton), a supporter of the Palestinian cause, to infiltrate the Palestinian hierarchy. Mossad agent Joseph (Yorgo Voyagis) is tasked with romancing Charlie, and eventually she agrees to help, believing she is contributing to peace efforts. Charlie's assignment is to pretend to have been the lover of Khalil's brother, earning her a stint in Lebanese training camps. But the threat of violence is never far, and Charlie finds herself in harm's way and emotionally conflicted.

What Works Well: This adaptation of John le Carré's novel delves into the long-lasting Middle East conflict with an unapologetically opaque attitude. The Loring Mandel script explains as little as possible, leaving many dots to be connected and encouraging confusion and disorientation as a representation of Charlie's whirlwind experience. She is a minor pawn in a much larger game, but her passion, acting skills, and ability to lie make her a useful fool to be exploited by both sides. Director George Roy Hill maintains good momentum as the action trots across Europe and the Middle East, all moving towards a climax filled with victims but no closer to any meaningful resolutions.

What Does Not Work As Well: Charlie's turning point in eventually agreeing to help the Mossad is relatively unconvincing. Overall, it's quite possible to get completely lost within the mazy narrative. Character definitions, intentions, and allegiances (not to mention names) are slippery and changeable, consistent with the spy world but resulting in a dense cinematic experience.

Key Quote:
Joseph: I've lied to you as little as possible. You're with us for a good reason.
Charlie: Yeah, who's us?



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Saturday, 16 November 2024

Movie Review: Crimes Of The Heart (1986)


Genre: Dramedy  
Director: Bruce Beresford  
Starring: Diane Keaton, Sissy Spacek, Jessica Lange, Tess Harper, Sam Shepard  
Running Time: 105 minutes  

Synopsis: In the small town of Hazlehurst, Mississippi, the three Magrath sisters reunite. The insecure Lenny (Diane Keaton) never married and still exhibits immature behaviour. The brash Meg (Jessica Lange) moved her life to Hollywood in pursuit of a singing career. And youngest Babe (Sissy Spacek) may suffer from mental health issues and has just shot her husband. The siblings reminisce about their mother, who committed suicide when they were young, and grapple with their snooty cousin Chick (Tess Harper). Meanwhile, a young lawyer crafts Babe's defence strategy and Meg considers reigniting a romance with the now-married Doc (Sam Shepard).

What Works Well: The attempt to tackle the insidious and often poorly understood impacts of mental health issues is laudable, and Sissy Spacek's performance touches delicate heights of comic fragility. 

What Does Not Work As Well: Writer Beth Henley adapts her own play and struggles to find cinematic notes, resulting in a fairly colossal waste of a dream cast. The dialogue is weighed down by theatricality, and neither Diane Keaton (almost ridiculous in her mannerisms) nor Jessica Lange (carrying a singular jaded attitude throughout, mostly focused on lighting cigarettes) ever find their footing. With the forced acting close to the surface and the attempted funny moments registering high cringe readings, director Bruce Beresford's customary efficiency generates neither empathy nor momentum.

Key Quote:
Chick, shouting: I've just about had my fill of you...trashy McGraths! And your trashy ways!



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Sunday, 6 October 2024

Movie Review: Father Of The Bride (1991)


Genre: Comedy  
Director: Charles Shyer  
Starring: Steve Martin, Diane Keaton, Martin Short  
Running Time: 105 minutes  

Synopsis: In an idyllic suburban California town, shoe company owner George Banks (Steve Martin) and his wife Nina (Diane Keaton) are surprised when their 22 year-old daughter Annie (Kimberly Williams) announces that she will soon get married. George struggles with the idea that his daughter is all grown up, and has awkward encounters with the groom-to-be, Annie's future in-laws, and wedding planner Franck (Martin Short). But George's biggest concern is the mounting cost of the lavish wedding.

What Works Well: This remake rides an easygoing attitude and a game Steve Martin performance to provide plenty of laughs and reliable entertainment. The script (co-written by director Charles Shyer and Nancy Meyers) leans into the chaos of organizing a wedding and the wistfulness of a dad losing his princess to another man. The bathed-in-glowing-white settings are lavish (the Banks family is wealthy; their future in-laws are very wealthy), the pacing brisk, and the conflicts easily hurdled. In his few scenes, Martin Short as wedding planner Franck hilariously mangles the English language.

What Does Not Work As Well: The saccharine ingredients are unapologetically layered on in thick globs. George's inability to think or behave with adult maturity threatens to become tiresome, and his obsession with the cost of everything is allowed to dominate. A couple of gags, including kids-as-valets, miss the mark.

Key Quote:
Nina (to George): I still think you see Annie as a seven year-old girl in pigtails!



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Friday, 10 November 2023

Movie Review: Maybe I Do (2023)


Genre: Romantic Comedy
Director: Michael Jacobs
Starring: Diane Keaton, Susan Sarandon, Richard Gere, William H. Macy, Emma Roberts, Luke Bracey
Running Time: 95 minutes

Synopsis: Michelle (Emma Roberts) gives her long-term boyfriend Allen (Luke Bracey) 24 hours to commit to marriage. Michelle's parents Howard and Grace (Richard Gere and Diane Keaton) then invite Allen's parents Sam and Monica (William H. Macy and Susan Sarandon) for dinner, exposing the four-month affair between Howard and Monica and the one-night friendship between Grace and Sam. Multiple discussions about commitments ensue.

What Works Well: The stellar cast maintains a base level of interest, with Emma Roberts and William H. Macy most engaged. The script at least dares to break away from most of the standard rom-com genre cliches.

What Does Not Work As Well: Michael Jacobs adapts his own play, but the material as presented is ill-suited to the screen. Confined to theatrical sets, the characters repetitively - and endlessly - explore the viability of long-term relationships, the courage required to leap into marriage, and the risk of familiarity yielding to staleness. The unconvincing dialogue never sounds credible and circles the same drain for 95 minutes. The wild coincidences of the parent couples' illicit liaisons ultimately add nothing of consequence.

Conclusion: Too much ardent talk, not enough genuine substance.



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Monday, 28 December 2020

Movie Review: Hampstead (2017)

A romantic drama with traces of humour, Hampstead is a bland love story lacking both passion and the quirkiness it desperately strives for.

In London, Emily Walters (Diane Keaton) is a widow struggling with loneliness and mounting financial problems. She lives across the street from a derelict abandoned hospital site slated for redevelopment. Emily spots Donald Horner (Brendan Gleeson), a gruff tramp-like man living off the land in a ramshackle compound on the hospital grounds. He is facing eviction, but Emily first befriends him then convinces him to fight the eviction in court. Their friendship turns serious as he becomes a cause célèbre

Inspired by the true story of Harry Hallowes, Hampstead enjoys idyllic London locations around the Hampstead Heath neighbourhood, and little else. Imprudently following in the footsteps of the equally flat The Lady In The Van, writer Robert Festinger and director Joel Hopkins aim for a celebration of British eccentricity with a dash of Hollywood but miss the mark entirely.

The Donald Horner character is immediately scrubbed clean and revealed to be a decent and tender man simply comfortable living alone. Absent any genuine rough edges, Hampstead is just a chemistry-free attempted romance between a Diane Keaton retread characters and a recluse. Predictable moments of tension are derived from overbearing neighbour Fiona (Lesley Manville), while the spots of humour arrive courtesy of accountant James (Jason Watkins) attempting to straighten Emily's finances with the real intentions of ruffling her bed sheets.

Hampstead bumbles along quaint pathways searching for content, never overcoming the nagging suspicion that the buried corpses in the manicured cemetery may well be having more fun.



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Saturday, 19 September 2020

Movie Review: Manhattan (1979)

An intellectual romantic comedy, Manhattan is writer-director Woody Allen's love letter to his borough. Multiple overlapping romantic entanglements among a small group of friends provide rich reflections on a complex city. 

Twice-divorced 42 year old Isaac Davis (Allen) lives in Manhattan and works as a writer for a low-brow live-audience television show. His current girlfriend is 17 year old student Tracy (Mariel Hemingway), and she is more invested in their relationship. Isaac's best friend Yale (Michael Murphy), a teacher, is married but having an affair with writer and editor Mary (Diane Keaton). Isaac and Mary initially clash, but gradually build a friendship.

Isaac learns his ex-wife Jill (Meryl Streep, on the cusp of stardom), who is now in a lesbian relationship, is writing a tell-all book exposing the sordid details of their marriage. He also has a meltdown at work and is forced to look for a new apartment. Then Yale breaks off the affair with Mary and Tracy secures a student position in London, clearing the way for Isaac and Mary to start a serious relationship, but their previous liaisons will linger.

Filmed in wispy black and white, Manhattan opens with a montage of New York cityscapes and Isaac narrating various iterations of self-definition through his impressions of the city. Allen (who co-wrote the script with Marshall Brickman) identifies his main character through the prism of the town's strengths and frustrations, and the film proceeds to tightly focus on a small group of friends navigating emotional ups and downs.

Many hookups and breakups occur during the course of 96 minutes, but Manhattan's beauty resides in the cloud-like narrative progression. Allen weaves the stories into a seamless fabric devoid of melodrama, milestones noted almost in passing through engrossing scenes of dialogue, the city an ever-present backdrop observer.

Allen's trademark neurotic self-obsession here extends to almost all the main characters (Tracy is the most grounded), and a layer of deprecating self-awareness is added to the pulsing anxiety. Isaac admits his problems are small in the overall global context, but personal angst is potentially manageable while the world's crises are not. Both Isaac and Mary are seeing shrinks, although her shrink may need his own better therapist. 

The lovers carry their emotional luggage, accumulated from previous broken marriages, in plain sight, and honesty is close to the surface throughout. Isaac is blunt with Tracy that their relationship has a short shelf life, while both Yale and Mary are mindful their affair is ridiculous and doomed to fail, and yet they are caught in a web of illicit love.

The group of friends exist in an isolated bubble of upper middle class bourgeois writers seemingly oblivious to any other social constructs. With rapidfire elite cultural references to the likes of Flaubert, Freud, Zelda Fitzgerald, Noel Coward, August Strindberg, Fellini, and Bergman, Allen rides a fine line between humour and altogether alienating a large chunk of his audience.

But Manhattan ultimately draws down the curtain on 1970s portrayals of New York. The dangerous, dirty and downbeat city of the past cinematic decade is eased out, replaced with art galleries and museums, a safe Central Park, the Russian Tea Room, elite cocktail gatherings and the glorious Queensboro Bridge at sunrise. Inspired by the optimistic tunes of George Gershwin, the city is set to reinvent itself for a new decade, marked by the red heart of those who choose to love it.



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Friday, 24 August 2018

Movie Review: Book Club (2018)


A romantic comedy about the pursuit of relationships in the later years, Book Club features a stellar cast and bravely explores an often ignored topic, but quickly runs out of plot.

Four women friends in their senior years have been part of the same book club for 30 years. Vivian (Jane Fonda) is a successful hotel owner, Diane (Diane Keaton) is still getting over the loss of her husband, Sharon (Candice Bergen) is a divorced federal judge, and Carol (Mary Steenburgen) is happily married to the recently-retired Bruce (Craig T. Nelson), although their sex life is dormant..

Vivian's selected book for the group to read next is the erotic Fifty Shades of Grey. Initially reluctant and scandalized, the other ladies get into the spirit and all agree to pursue romance and reawaken their sex drives. Vivian rekindles a relationship with old flame Arthur (Don Johnson). Diane meets and starts dating the suave Mitchell (Andy Garcia), although her daughters are overprotective. Sharon experiments with online dating, and meets George (Richard Dreyfuss) among others. Carol tries to get Bruce interested in having sex again, with limited success.

Directed and co-written by Bill Holderman, Book Club carries a clever premise: unlock the libido of older women with some trashy fiction and watch them roar back to sexual activity. But despite a cast featuring multiple winners of multiple big and small screen awards, Book Club never builds on its intriguing concept. After affirming that women are allowed to enjoy a sex drive on the other side of 65ish, the film quickly settles down to unveil four essentially unrelated mini rom-coms, none containing much that is new.

Vivian is successful, independent and afraid to surrender to the mysteries of falling in love and the charms of couplehood. Diane is being treated like a child by her own daughters (Alicia Silverstone and Katie Aselton), who are hampering her attempts at finding new love. Sharon needs to learn to let go of the husband who divorced her while suffering through a series of mildly comic dates. Carol has to find a way to rev-up her husband. Each storyline gets about 20 minutes of screen time, which already feels long given the overly familiar notes.

Fonda, Keaton, Bergen and Steenburgen roll back the calendar about 40 years and reclaim the screen with confidence. While they generally just recreate their most famous screen personas, their star appeal and enduring talent ensure that Book Club is at least always watchable, if only rarely enjoyable. Don Johnson and Andy Garcia are the two most prominent men, their roles restricted to exuding idyllic mature masculine confidence and whispering bland aspirations of true love.

Book Club looks for new rom-com frontiers, but stumbles on the same old limp clichés.






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Monday, 18 December 2017

Movie Review: The Family Stone (2005)


A Christmas family comedy, The Family Stone features plastic people, events and emotions. A strong cast salvages a few moments of merriment.

Christmas time is approaching, and New York City-based businessman Everett Stone (Dermot Mulroney) and his new fiancée Meredith (Sarah Jessica Parker) travel to the Stone family home in Massachusetts for the Holidays. Meredith is highly strung, and is immediately a misfit within the Stone family dynamics. Everett's parents Sybil (Diane Keaton) and Kelly (Craig T. Nelson) are upbeat but dealing with Sybil's illness.

Meanwhile, Everett's siblings do little to make their guest feel welcome. Amy (Rachel McAdams) is the youngest and immediately harbours a bratty dislike towards Meredith; Thad (Tyrone Giordano) is deaf and gay and in a relationship with Patrick (Brian J. White), who is black; Susannah (Elizabeth Reaser) is pregnant. Only the laid back Ben (Luke Wilson) makes an effort to reach out. Meredith commits every social faux-pas in the book and grows increasingly frantic. She finally appeals to her sister Julie (Claire Danes) to ride to the rescue.

Directed and written by Thomas Bezucha, The Family Stone offers harmless entertainment filled with contrived situations all leading towards saccharine happily-ever-after resolutions with just a touch of seasonal melancholia. The film is undermined by an almost total absence of authenticity, with the cast struggling against a script seeking laughs but most often inducing groans.

Meredith's fish-out-of-water behaviour is sometimes funny but always unbelievably awkward. Stressed or not, a successful businesswoman should know better how to charm her way into a new environment, but here the script demands that she does nothing except practice aggressive foot-in-mouth. Equally, the adults of the Stone family behave like immature children around the new love of their eldest son and sibling.

The Family Stone is saved from a total loss by a willing cast. Sarah Jessica Parker plays against type and pulls off Meredith as a stuck-up and socially inept diva. Rachel McAdams gives young Amy an attitudinal edge, and Luke Wilson brings out the friendly black sheep of the family in Ben's observe-first, act-later approach to navigating his tumultuous family. Diane Keaton struggles for meaningful screen time, and Claire Danes ghosts into the movie as Julie with the preordained purpose of playing the romantic disruptor, because the script says so.

The Family Stone sometimes induces a tight smile, but rarely delivers a genuine note.






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Sunday, 23 April 2017

Movie Review: 5 Flights Up (2014)


A drama about dealing with change late in life, 5 Flights Up (also known as Ruth and Alex) is an amiable story about what matters and why.

Alex and Ruth Carver (Morgan Freeman and Diane Keaton) are an elderly biracial couple who have lived in the same 5 story walk up Brooklyn apartment for more than 30 years. The lack of an elevator is catching up with them, and Ruth's niece Lilly (Cynthia Nixon), a real estate agent, has convinced them it's time to sell. Alex, a struggling artist all his life, is not quite sure that selling is the right thing to do, but grumpily goes along.

As prospective buyers troop through their apartment during an open house, he recalls their early days as a ground breaking newly-married couple (Korey Jackson and Claire van der Boom) moving into the neighbourhood. A bidding war heats up for the Carver's unit and the selling price approaches $1 million. As Ruth and Alex start their own frantic search for another place to live, two other stories unfold simultaneously: the media breathlessly covers a police chase for a possible terrorist on the loose in New York City; and the Carver's aging dog Dorothy undergoes expensive surgery for a back ailment.

Directed by Richard Loncraine and written by Charlie Peters, 5 Flights Up focuses on the deeply personal crossroads of one couple, but captures some universally applicable truths. The film's strength is that there is absolutely nothing unique about the decision point facing Alex and Ruth. Indeed, even the expanded narrative about the media's frenzy over a terrorist manhunt and the pet in distress stays in the realm of the routine. Loncraine uses the familiar to focus on a couple still very much comfortably in love grappling with uncomfortable changes at an advanced stage in their relationship, and the human dynamics and emotions ring true.

The film enjoys a calm, modest pace, the economical 92 minutes suitable for the small story about big transformations. Brooklyn has gentrified, real estate prices are unimaginable, the world of violence and 24 hour inaccurate coverage is at the literal doorstep, and everything demands accelerated attention. Alex views the world around with soulful eyes, accepting the need for time to move on but not quite sure that it's for the better.

The only solid rock foundation is the love between Alex and Ruth. They accommodate and tolerate each other with a natural commitment built on years of trust. Both contribute pebbles in the shoes of the marriage, but as with all couples who have made it through decades of marriage, Alex and Ruth are not so much two distinct people as they are one entity driven by two complementary psyches. Loncraine captures their union with a serene beauty: no matter what craziness is going on, this is an unshakable marriage.

Diane Keaton and Morgan Freeman instantaneously click as a couple, and the veterans navigate the film with a natural smoothness. Cynthia Nixon nails the manic intensity of a real estate agent operating on hyperdrive and surviving on the oxygen emanating from a restless cell phone.

5 Flights Up may be about nothing that matters in the grand scheme of things, and it ambles towards the contentment of a predictable outcome. But it achieves its modest goals with the warmth of seasoned affection.






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Saturday, 1 April 2017

Movie Review: And So It Goes (2014)


A lightweight romantic comedy set among the grandparent generation, And So It Goes has courage to explore love and sex late in life but little else.

Oren Little (Michael Douglas) is a highly successful real estate agent, looking to retire after one last big sale, but still grieving the death of his wife. As a widower, he has given himself licence to be fully self-absorbed and uninterested in the happiness of others. His neighbours, including the widow Leah (Diane Keaton), generally avoid him or are forced to tolerate him since he owns the building. Leah is a small-venue lounge singer who often breaks down and cries during her performances when she remembers her husband.

Oren's life is turned upside down when his son, a former drug addict on his way to a stint in prison, deposits his ten year old daughter Sarah (Sterling Jerins) with an incredulous Oren. Leah steps in and welcomes Sarah at her place. Gradually young Sarah becomes a catalyst for a relationship to evolve between Oren and Leah.

Directed by Rob Reiner, And So It Goes shifts the typical demographic of romantic comedies by about 35 years, and naturally injects a large dose of age-created cynicism and emotional baggage into the character of Oren Little. But with films like Hope Springs, Something's Gotta Give, It's Complicated and As Good As It Gets having thoroughly ploughed this field relatively recently, Reiner and screenwriter Mark Andrus have little new to offer.

The film's predictability is almost stunning. The interventions of a cute kid and a frequently defecating dog are almost labelled as the antidote to Oren's caustic attitude, and the overall vanilla flavour is emphasized by Oren's son being the most pleasant prison-bound ex-junkie imaginable. The film even skips over the typical tug-of-heart triangle, with Oren having no competition except himself in his quest to win Leah's attention. Reiner himself shows up as a piano player who may have some feelings towards Leah, but this thread is never pursued.

And So It Goes is left with two veteran actors demonstrating why they were best-in-class. Michael Douglas and Diane Keaton go about their business with class and efficiency, hitting all right notes at all the right moments and marginally elevating the film's stature. A few sharp lines of dialogue also help, and Oren's poor handling of the first sexual encounter with Leah is a clever reminder that boys may act like boys at any age. But overall, Reiner is decades away from his trend-setting golden era that started in the mid 1980s, and the film is all about nonthreatening rounded edges.

And So It Goes is about a chance for late love, but it's also a tired latecomer to well-wrinkled themes.






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Monday, 6 March 2017

Movie Review: Manhattan Murder Mystery (1993)


A Woody Allen dramatic comedy mystery, Manhattan Murder Mystery explores Hitchcock-light territory but ignores its own potential and defaults to Allen's traditional turf.

In New York City, married couple Carol and Larry Lipton (Diane Keaton and Allen) finally meet their next-door apartment neighbours Paul and Lilian House (Jerry Adler and Lynn Cohen), who appear to be a jovial and healthy elderly couple. The very next day Lilian drops dead apparently from a heart attack. Larry thinks nothing of it, but Carol finds it weird that Paul does not seem to be grieving much, and suspects foul play. Carol confides in her recently-divorced friend Ted (Alan Alda), and together they start an amateur investigation of Paul, including invading his apartment and tailing his movements.

Larry, a neurotic book editor, is horrified that his wife appears obsessed with spinning theories about a murder that may have never happened, but gradually he is sucked into the intrigue. Glamorous and available book author Marcia Fox (Anjelica Huston), one of Larry's clients, enters the fray and starts sharing her ideas as to what Paul may be up to. When Carol spots someone who resembles Lilian very much alive and staying at a seedy hotel, her suspicions kick into overdrive.

Directed and co-written by Allen, Manhattan Murder Mystery started life as an early draft of what became Annie Hall. Allen considered the story of a couple suspecting foul play too shallow, and not much had changed by 1993. Despite a prevalence of wit, Manhattan Murder Mystery is both over-complicated and under-developed. Allen tips his hat to Hitchcock's  Rear Window, Vertigo and Orson Welles' The Lady From Shanghai, but his own film is dominated by Larry's insecurity and a perfectly silly final act.

Despite a potential murder, apartment break-ins, dead bodies popping up everywhere, elevator break-downs and Ted lusting after Carol, most of the dialogue exchanges start and end with Larry's numerous anxieties about his life, his deficiencies and his stress points. Funny the first couple of times, staleness sets in by the time Larry and Carol have their umpteenth argument as he insists that they should let the whole matter drop while she breathlessly contends that the snooping should continue.

Meantime, a seemingly complex plot is being woven around the ever suspicious Mr. House, but Allen's script is not designed to flesh out a juicy conspiracy. Too busy with personal angst, the film hurriedly does the minimum possible to explain the actual plot, and rushes to a fairly ridiculous climax unbecoming of supposedly smart New Yorkers.

With the narrative focusing on relationships within a marriage and the stresses that accompany over-familiarity, the cast members are firmly in their domain and deliver fine performances. Allen and Keaton demonstrate a comfortable ease with each other, with Alan Alda and Anjelica Huston adding confident support and Jerry Adler riding the seam between friendly retiree and possible cold blooded killer.

Manhattan Murder Mystery is more about the inherently indisputable insecurities of an intelligent man rather than any attempts to crack a cryptic crime case.






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Friday, 17 April 2015

Movie Review: The First Wives Club (1996)


A sharply written comedy about the pitfalls women face in middle age, The First Wives Club is an often hilarious film with a superb cast in top form.

After graduating from college as best friends, Annie (Diane Keaton), Brenda (Bette Midler), Elise (Goldie Hawn) and Cynthia (Stockard Channing) drift apart and pursue their lives. About 25 years later, Cynthia commits suicide after her husband leaves her for another, younger woman. Annie, Brenda and Elise reconnect at the memorial service, and discover that they are all being badly treated by their men.

Brenda dedicated her life to her family, only for her husband Morty (Dan Hedaya), the owner of a chain of electronics stores, to leave her for the much younger Shelly (Sarah Jessica Parker). Elise became a famous Hollywood star and helped her husband Bill (Victor Garber) establish himself as a producer. He now wants a divorce and has his eye on young starlet Phoebe (Elizabeth Berkley). Annie, an accommodating apologist still tolerating the nagging of her mother Catherine (Eileen Heckart), wants to desperately believe that she has a salvageable marriage to husband Aaron (Stephen Collins), a marketing executive. But she also discovers that he is having an affair with their joint therapist Leslie (Marcia Gay Harden).

Driven by anger and a desire for revenge, the three women band together to heap misery on the men. Deploying Elise's financial clout and with help from interior decorator Duarto (Bronson Pinchot) and New York socialite Gunilla Garson Goldberg (Maggie Smith), Brenda tries to find a way to manipulate the naive Shelly and bring down Morty's retail empire. Annie joins forces with her daughter Chris (Jennifer Dundas) and tries to manoeuvre her way into a position of influence at Aaron's marketing firm. Elise does her best to ensure that Bill gets very little from their share of the assets. But the ladies soon clash among themselves and realize that revenge alone may not provide the satisfaction that they seek.

Directed by Hugh Wilson and written by Robert Harling and Paul Rudnick, The First Wives Club is a snappy riot. The film generates its laughs from the strength of its likable characters, and successfully steers clear of cheap gags. While some set-ups are unfortunately quite contrived (for example, the ladies end up descending a building on a barely-controlled window cleaning platform), most of the film's energy is derived from the angst of real women grappling with the unfairness of life.

Elise: You think just because I'm a movie star, I don't have feelings, well, you're wrong! I do have feelings! I'm an actress! I have ALL of them!

And while the film is first and foremost a comedy of empowerment, it also has a lot to say about the ghastly treatment handed out by men as they approach middle-age, find success and dump the women who helped to get them there. There isn't a sympathetic main male character anywhere to be found (the hapless Duarto comes closest), and while the men are driven by blind lust and the superficiality of good looks, women are presented as both allies (Gunilla, Chris, Catherine) and back-stabbing, gold-digging enemies (Phoebe, Shelley, Leslie).

Brenda: Where's Shelly?
Morty: In the car.
Brenda: Glove compartment?
Morty: Trunk.

The dialogue exchanges are a particular highlight. Almost every conversation, jab and retort is polished to a shine and dipped in irony, sarcasm, or venom. They don't always work, but most of them do, and in the hands of the brilliant cast, the film becomes a showcase for clever verbal sparring and timing excellence.

Elise: You've got some nerve! I drink because I am a sensitive and highly strung person!
Brenda: No, that's why your co-stars drink!
Elise: I am not a DRUNK!
Brenda: Oh really? Let's examine the evidence! Look! All bottles! And gallon jugs!
Elise: I had GUESTS.
Brenda: Who, Guns N' Roses?!

Watching Keaton, Hawn and Midler bounce off each other is a delight, and the screen glows with what appears to be a genuine rapport as they share equal screen time. Hawn happily represents the youth obsessed culture of Hollywood and allows herself to play with the extremes of injections, face lifts and plastic surgery. Midler embrases the frumpyness trap of middle age motherhood, while Keaton carries the flag of women with the crying need to believe that everything will work out., and who stand ready to take all the blame when they don't. All three evolve out of necessity into take-charge women ready to dish out pain, and the film rides on their wave of transformation.

The supporting cast is unusually deep, with Sarah Jessica Parker sparkling as the hilariously dim Shelly. The likes of Ivana Trump, Ed Koch, Gloria Steinem and Kathie Lee Gifford make minor guest appearances, and J.K. Simmons appears in a bit part.

Ivana: Ladies, you have to be strong and independent. And remember...
Elise: What?
Ivana: Don't get mad... get everything.

The ending goes searching for a greater meaning and falters a bit as it moves away from the core premise. Although The First Wives Club is not necessarily perfect, this group of fun-loving ladies is well worth joining.







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Monday, 29 April 2013

Movie Review: Marvin's Room (1996)


A drama about the threads that connect siblings across the passing years, Marvin's Room is a weepie with a stellar cast. The performances keep the film afloat, while the story struggles to find a consistent and genuine tone.

In Florida, Bessie (Diane Keaton) has dedicated her life to care for her ailing father Marvin (Hume Cronyn), who is bedridden and hallucinatory. It's been 20 years since Bessie talked with her sister Lee (Meryl Streep), a single mom living in Ohio and struggling to raise two boys: the brooding, angry Hank (Leonardo DiCaprio) and the bookish Charlie (Hal Scardino). Hank's anti-social behaviour descends into arson, and he burns Lee's house to the ground and gets incarcerated in a mental institution for juveniles.

When Dr. Wally (Robert De Niro) diagnoses Bessie with leukaemia, she reconnects with Lee and invites her and the boys to come to Florida to get tested as potential bone marrow donors. As the two sisters get reacquainted their past troubles bubble to the surface, and any potential for new and better relationships between Bessie and her nephews is coloured by Bessie's desperate search for help.

Based on the play by Scott McPherson, Marvin's Room tries hard to find all the right notes. While it's difficult to go wrong with this cast, the emotions rarely strike the desired purity. The behaviours and motivations of Lee, Bessie and Hank are either too crude or change too suddenly, leaving in their wake seemingly entrenched and deeply resentful callow attitudes which nevertheless are subject to head-snapping sharp turns, for no apparent reason except the need to move the script in the general direction of a family reconciliation.

So we get Bessie reaching out to her sister after 20 years of estrangement, Lee responding to Bessie's appeal without a second thought despite being full of anger at her sister, Lee pushing all the obviously wrong buttons in her pitiful attempts at mothering Hank, Bessie immediately finding all the right words to say to her nephew without really trying, and all the family members stumbling into serious attitudinal shifts that sweep away the past with fantastic ease.

Devoid of serious narrative credibility, Marvin's Room is left with an outstanding cast, and any film boasting Keaton, Streep, De Niro and an emerging DiCaprio will pull through. Keaton gets the juiciest part as the woman who has dedicated herself to a dying father now needing help to delay her own death. The shifted reality of Bessie's every move towards Lee and Hank being measured through the lens of Bessie's desperate need for help is a new paradigm for a woman who has always been the one providing the help, rather than asking for it. With measured despair, Keaton walks the fine line between opening her heart to her sister and nephews while withstanding their suspicious scrutiny.

Streep's character is more linear and in many ways easier, Lee the perfect example of clueless mother and selfish sister, and her rather abrupt transformation to a caring human being is one of the incredulous stretches that the script strains to grasp. DiCaprio's role is all about teenage intensity and general rage stemming from an absentee father and disconnected mother, and while Hank undergoes a modest humanization thanks to Bessie's gentle words, it is again an all too amazing change for a deeply angry young man to undergo in a matter of hours. De Niro's inelegant Dr. Wally is a secondary character, mostly deployed for mild comic effect.

With all the acting talent at his disposal director Jerry Zaks, whose experience is mostly on the stage, wisely avoids stylistic distractions and allows the stars to shine. The moderate charms of Marvin's Room reside not as much in the story but in watching master actors performing their craft.






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Saturday, 7 July 2012

Movie Review: Baby Boom (1987)


A sharp comedy probing the status of women in the work place, Baby Boom asks whether a woman can have it all. The answer is a yes hiding in a no, throwing doubt on the definition of "all". Baby Boom is a smart and funny cultural milestone.

Management consultant J.C. Wiatt (Diane Keaton) is a rising star at her New York firm, consumed by work, living the fast life, achieving success, and on her way to achieving the coveted status of Partner. Life is turned upside down when a distant cousin dies and leaves in J.C's care an unexpected package: a cute toddler named Elizabeth.

J.C. briefly considers giving the child up for adoption, but a bond forms quickly. She tries to juggle motherhood with her work, but her performance suffers and her equally work-obsessed live-in boyfriend (Harold Ramis) leaves to find a diaper-free environment. J.C. is eventually forced to accept humiliating work assignments and makes the decision to quit. She relocates to an old country house in Vermont, where her new life also includes a fresh business venture and some unexpected choices.

With the decade of greed in full swing and the movie Wall Street (also from 1987) offering a distorted definition of success, Baby Boom pauses and checks on society's priorities. It's a brave move from the writing duo of Nancy Myers and Charles Shyer to throw a baby into the hands of a high powered executive and alter her life trajectory for the better. That J.C. discovers the potential for her world to be a richer place with more Elizabeth and fewer meetings makes a statement, and offers a perspective not often championed.

Baby Boom is one of Diane Keaton's career peaks, and she excels in three dimensions. As the high-performance executive known as the Tiger Lady, Keaton gives J.C. a dominant presence, with the slightest twinge of self-doubt below the surface. Keaton then handles the awkward transition from executive to working mom with plenty of skillful comic timing, literally juggling baby and work, getting torn between two priorities. And when J.C. explores her new zone of potential comfort in Vermont, Keaton fights a rearguard action, clearly falling in love with a new reality but with lingering twangs of pining for the power suit.

Shyer directs with an eye for strong parallels, the sharp black edges of New York underlining J.C.'s rocketing pre-baby career trajectory, the softer, colour-rich environment of Vermont welcoming a new, softer, slower but no less rewarding phase of her life. The country bumpkin elements are slightly overplayed as J.C. adjusts to the pace, but the film always places its heart in the right place.

Baby Boom's one weakness is the absence of any meaningful counterpoint to Keaton and the J.C. Wiatt character. Harold Ramis as her initial live-in mirror image is transparent in both personality and presence, to the point of effective invisibility. Sam Shepard's rustic rural veterinarian arrives late and only ever hints at the romantic charms to be found in the countryside. The almost uniformly all-white, all-male power brokers in J.C.'s executive life include Sam Wanamaker, Pat Hingle and a young James Spader. They make the point about the homogeneity of men attempting to define what constitutes business success, but remain perhaps intentionally interchangeable.

Life can take unexpected turns, and variants of success can be found in the company of unexpected packages. Baby Boom is brave enough to weigh Partner against Mother, and succeeds as both comedy and social commentary.






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