Showing posts with label Julie Christie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julie Christie. Show all posts

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Away From Her


"On your right is a man. He's heartbroken. Broken into a million pieces."

That line, muttered by an Alzheimer's patient, comes about halfway through "Away From Her," Sarah Polley's confident and effective first film. It refers to the film's protagonist, and it wants to refer to us, for "Away From Her" is a movie that's out to break our hearts.

I don't see how it can't, really. The subject matter - the loss of a spouse to Alzheimer's Disease - is inherently heartbreaking, so much so that I began to apply the "endangered child" rule to the film. The "endangered child" rule goes like this: since we're genetically programmed to respond to endangered children, we check for cheap manipulation by asking, "Would the situation affect us this much if no children were involved?" In this case, the question becomes, "Is the situation handled effectively and honestly? Am I watching art or exploitation?" I wrestled with this, and almost came down on the side of exploitation at the quoted line. Then, however, I observed Gordon Pinsent as the heartbroken man. His was a reserved, inward performance; not one easily read. And yes, his heart was breaking, breaking into a million pieces. And he broke mine, too.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Finding Neverland

FINDING NEVERLAND is a charming picture. It has a striking visual vocabulary, Kate Winslet is luminous, Julie Christie gets a turn, and Johnnie Depp absolutely nails his accent (He sounds just like one of the hobbits in the LOTR commentary - either Boyd or Monaghan, I don't recall which).

I didn't laugh, and I didn't cry, but I did enjoy it through and through. There are worse ways to spend an hour and a half.