Bill Condon’s fine biography
picture of Alfred Kinsey, the man who told America what they were doing
in the bedroom and everything else revolving around sex, is built around
two central performances by Liam Neeson and Laura Linney.
Neeson does not allow
Kinsey to seem too saintly or misunderstood by society, but rather as a
man whose normal biological surveys was deemed abnormal by a society so
conservative, was it any wonder that it was deemed shocking so soon after
a world war.
The reason why the film
has not succeeded in America, apart from on the festival circuit, is due
again to the Bible-bashing of the Bush administration inciting another
conservative society where sex, violence and other taboos are again dismissed;
all the more ironic considering that Kinsey rejected his preacher father
for academia in his youth.
For a biopic of two hours,
the film is breezy and packs in a lot of information in its running time,
characters are introduced and rounded well but some scenes are short drifting
from one year to the next leaving the audience with a lot to take in at
one time. But is not that indicative of a character who himself gathered
so much information.
The behaviour of the lead
characters sex lives are not put into question, not even by Kinsey, the
sight of him shouting upstairs to his wife in bed with his assistant is
laughable, but then again the film does have a tongue-in-cheek humour running
through it with situations like this - such as when Kinsey’s wife divulges
the length of his penis to a doctor as longer than the length of a ruler.
The doctor’s reply, ‘Surprised you didn’t black out’.
The film does make sure
men are criticised for their behaviour, while women are held up as vessels
of goddess and homely values, even though Kinsey’s findings found that
women indulged in pre-marital sex more so than men. Is this a continued
position of women as untouchable in film and not to be criticised indicative
of the time where the film takes place? Think of Katherine Hepburn
or Elizabeth Taylor if you will.
Condon is a capable director
with characters who have a story to tell because of what they have done,
not necessarily not who they are. He puts the face first using a
large amount of close-ups and then pulls back drawing out more of the character
making them more recognisable in the crowd. Nevertheless it is not objecitive;
Neeson smiles and shouts when appropriate but at times certain relations
are not fully extended, such as Kinsey with his son who dismisses academia
for sport, the son leaves the table and is never seen again.
A more than decent biopic
helped greatly by some fine performances and an excellent ensemble cast,
for two hours it flies by and will certainly enlighten you about a man
in America’s history who should be remembered.
Jamie
Garwood