There is a checklist
for any Cameron Crowe film which we will apply to this his new feature
and first since Vanilla Sky (2001). A young actor who is a
current hot property. Check. A young actress who mixes sex appeal and intelligence.
Check. Road movie elements. Check. A tale about moving on epitomised by
life-changing events. Check. An endearing 70s sounding rock soundtrack.
Check. A winning combination of comedy and dramatic content that
is life affirming and brilliant film making. I cannot seem to find
my pencil.
Crowe’s newest film has
the lead character, Drew Baylor (Orlando Bloom) concerned with failure
and success; this is quite prescient considering how much of a mishmash
this film becomes. At the start you sense the film will be about
the loneliness of a failed shoe designer and how he must move on – not
too dissimilar from Billy Wilder territory. Then we get the narrative
curve of Drew’s father dying which in turn makes the film become a ten
year too late rites of passage movie. At one point Drew turns to
the cremated ashes of his father in an urn and says, ‘We should have done
this years ago.’ It is worth noting that Crowe’s father actually
died after the conclusion of Say Anything (1987), nearly twenty
years ago, so is this really a way of Crowe confronting his feelings about
his father’s death or just invading family memories for film fodder?
Then we get the inclusion
of Claire (Kirsten Dunst) who makes it a romantic comedy tinged with failure
when aiming for success. And, after the funeral ends so does the
movie. Then we contend with Drew for another 15 minutes of going
halfway across America in some sort of conclusion and closure to warrant
an interest in the romance and a postcard of America. Although this
itself causes problems for the film of which there are many; Crowe could
not decide whether to make this a typically melodramatic feature about
grieving and death or engage in the aspect of romantic comedy where the
film does have a genuine spark. While the road trip coda at the end
is a voiceover of someone who is not even in the car; admittedly different
but something that is a bit misguiding for an audience to get to grips
with and then dismiss at the end of two hours.
Crowe has said that he
likes making movie moments; and looking at his films they are full of them
– John Cusack with ghetto blaster above his head; Cuba Gooding Jr. break-dancing
in the end zone and Tom Cruise running through an empty Times Square.
And here we do get moments – the Freebird performance at the memorial and
the subsequent rainfall, but it is the little moments like Claire opening
her eyes when Drew kisses her that carry the most weight.
However, the weight of
moments and the weight of them being sentimental makes the script suffer
– Drew’s mother, Hollie (Susan Sarandon) hates Bill Banyon (Bruce McGill)
helping with the funeral, this is never elaborated on unfortunately lessening
the presence of McGill. There are plot holes – how can Claire construct
a map home for Drew in one night; how can Hollie dance so well after a
few lessons and how long is it between death and funeral. On top
of that Crowe can simply not write for women, Dunst does well to inject
some spunk into Claire although she has to cope with such dialogue
gems as, ‘I will miss your lips and everything connected to them’ and ‘This
tree is my favourite tree in the whole world. I like trees’.
Although it is good to
see death being dealt with on screen so much is happening or trying to
get on the screen the film falls flat of expectation although not without
being entertaining.
7/10
Jamie
Garwood