Some movies you love
instantly. Movies like Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Rings,
and A Beautiful Mind,
left an incredible impression on film goers. Whether you were touched by
John Nash’s struggle’s with life, or exhilarated by Frodo’s quest for good,
you talked about these movies for days. (At least I did). Some movies you
detest instantly. Movies like Birthday Girl and Crossroads
fade from your mind as fast as your annoyance at having to shell out the
money for admission. And some leave an impression that improves the more
you think on them. Blackhawk
Down and Moulin Rouge fall into that category. They are
so unique that it takes the brain a bit to muddle through what you actually
think of them. When you reach the end of the fog you tend to have figured
out just how sparkling these particular films were. Gosford Park
falls into that category.
Gosford Park is
a marvellously constructed, multi-layered, gentle mystery involving an
eclectic group of high society members out for a hunting party. Problems
evolve when a wealthy patriarch is taken off the guest list. Permanently.
This is a movie that makes
me root for the creation of a “Best Ensemble Cast” award at the Academy
Awards for Gosford Park would certainly be deserving of one. Out
of all the amazing performances there are three that will most likely garner
the most attention:
1) Ryan Phillipe
2) Clive Owen
3) Emily Watson
Ryan Phillipe (Cruel
Intentions, I Know What You Did Last Summer) plays Henry Denton,
an aspiring actor due to assume the role of a butler in an American film,
and is along on this hunting party to observe the staff of the estate in
action. As the quiet newcomer to the business he strives to fit in, though
as every member of the help notices that he is fairly amateurish in the
manner in which he approaches his duties, and that “his accent’s off. There’s
no way he’s Scottish.” When he is revealed to be merely an actor spying
on them, his character (much to his surprise) is shunned, by the staff
and household elite alike, lending an endearing sense of innocence to the
portrayal. Phillipe keeps showing a glimmer of becoming the next John Malkovich.
He’s got all of Malkovich’s fire and intensity, but keeps choosing to take
roles in teeny bopper films. Gosford Park is definitely a leap in
the right direction for him.
With
the current trend of importing British talents for Hollywood, I can only
hope that the right casting director is going to notice Clive Owen. (Lorna
Doone, The Rich Man’s Wife) In the role of the mysterious Robert
Parks, Owen shines. He gives a performance on par with that of Anthony
Hopkins’ in Remains of the Day, a good hearted man, with an secret
agenda. Owen, through minimalising his actions, has an ability to allow
his inner emotions to shine through with merely a glance, or the inflection
in his voice.
Emily Watson (Breaking
the Waves, Hilary and Jackie) is wonderful in the role of the
discreet house maid Elsie. Her’s is the character you find yourself wanting
to sit down and have tea with. She is outspoken, and brave (considering
the time period of the film of course), and is an absolutely fantastic
female role that Watson does everything imaginable with.
On first viewing, Gosford
Park doesn’t feel like anything truly out of the ordinary. After a
few days of not being able to get the scenery or characters out of your
head, you do begin to realize just how well crafted it really is, with
attention being paid to every detail from the patterns on the china plates,
to the costumes of the ladies of the house. The set up to the main event
is a tad too long, but every performance is exquisite. This is a classy
period piece and is absolutely beautiful to watch. As it’s without the
flash of Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring and the heroism
of A Beautiful Mind I expect it will get shut out of the final list
of winners at the Oscars this year (2002), but for my money it’s well worth
the spot it obtained.
Jen
Johnston