Review: Two Lovers, My Sister’s Keeper, The Imaginarium of Dr Parnassus and A Christmas Carol

At what point in a man’s life does he decide to become a dry cleaner? For Joa­quin Phoenix’s char­ac­ter, Leonard Krad­itor, in Two Lov­ers that day is never and yet he still finds him­self to be one. He’s a sens­it­ive soul whose men­tal health issues have res­ul­ted in sev­eral sui­cide attempts, a per­man­ent rela­tion­ship with med­ic­a­tion and a need to start again with his lov­ing par­ents in their small apart­ment in Brook­lyn.

His father intro­duces him to the daugh­ter of a busi­ness asso­ci­ate (Vinessa Shaw) in the hopes that a pos­it­ive rela­tion­ship might heal his son and also be a prof­it­able devel­op­ment for the dry clean­ing busi­ness. At the same time, Leonard meets and falls for the beau­ti­ful and mys­ter­i­ous upstairs neigh­bour, played by Gwyneth Pal­trow, whose own rela­tion­ship with a wealthy mar­ried man is doing her no good.

Two Lov­ers is writ­ten and dir­ec­ted by James Gray, the icon­o­clastic and uncom­prom­ising inde­pend­ent film­maker respons­ible for the gritty New York dra­mas Little Odessa and last year’s We Own the Night , which also starred Phoenix. It’s a care­ful and sens­it­ive pic­ture about how so often love is about want­ing to heal and pro­tect someone – Shaw wants to heal Phoenix and he wants to heal Pal­trow and none of them real­ise the extent to which they have to heal them­selves first.

Two Lov­ers is one the very best films of the year, open­ing invis­ibly in this coun­try and infam­ous world­wide for being Phoenix’s sup­posedly final screen per­form­ance before retir­ing to the world of hip-hop music. I com­mend it to you for the superb per­form­ances: from a Brando-like Phoenix, an unrav­el­ling Pal­trow and a saintly Isa­bella Ros­sellini as the mother; and for a nar­rat­ive choice at the end that is so per­fect (and so unex­pec­ted) that I left the cinema very sat­is­fied indeed.

A rather less sat­is­fy­ing exper­i­ence can be found at Nick Cas­savetes’ My Sister’s Keeper, a Grade-A tear-jerker about a fam­ily torn apart by their younger daughter’s leuk­aemia. The biggest prob­lem here is that every dir­ect­orial choice seems to be telling you what to think and feel – this seemed to work on the people around me who respon­ded duti­fully with rivers of snotty tears and if you are happy to be manip­u­lated in this fash­ion then all power to you – but I felt that the film simply left no room for the audi­ence to bring any­thing of their own to the party.

Terry Gilliam’s last film Tide­land was so dark that it didn’t even get a cinema release in New Zea­l­and and his latest, The Ima­gin­arium of Dr Parnas­sus, rides into town on the notori­ety of the late Heath Ledger’s death dur­ing pro­duc­tion. Like all Gil­liam it is mad and vibrant and uneven, but still enter­tain­ing. Dr Parnas­sus (Chris­topher Plum­mer) is a drunken old trav­el­ling show­man, his horse-drawn show wheel­ing through mod­ern day Lon­don with assist­ance from his daugh­ter (the strangely beau­ti­ful Lily Cole), orphan jug­gler Andrew Gar­field (Boy A) and right-hand little man Verne Troyer.

Parnas­sus is in fact the real deal – a genu­ine immor­tal who was given the secret of eternal life after strik­ing a deal with the devil, played with suit­able slip­pery strange­ness by the great Tom Waits. With his daugh­ter about to turn 16, the Devil turns up to claim his prize and only enig­matic stranger Tony, played by Ledger (with posthum­ous help from Johnny Depp, Jude Law and Colin Far­rell) holds the key to their salvation.

It’s all about the power of story-telling and the ima­gin­a­tion and there is no greater example of that power on dis­play at the moment than the hand­some 3D anim­ated ver­sion of A Christ­mas Carol star­ring Jim Car­rey. Dir­ec­ted by Robert Zemec­kis in the motion-captured style of his Polar Express and Beowulf , this ver­sion is totally true to the Dick­ens’ spirit and will be too scary for the very littlest. The anim­a­tion is strik­ing but the more real­istic humans don’t always work. How­ever it is remark­able to know that Car­rey plays Scrooge (at all ages) and all the Ghosts (Christ­mas Past, Present and Future) and that Gary Old­man plays both Bob Cratchit and Tiny Tim and that com­puters these days let you do that.

Prin­ted in Wellington’s Cap­ital Times on Wed­nes­day 11 Novem­ber, 2009.

Extra thoughts: It’s sad that Nick Cas­savetes is mak­ing tur­gid stuff like My Sister’s Keeper and given big mar­ket­ing budgets to ensure an audi­ence when James Gray is mak­ing films that Cas­savetes’ father John would be proud of – and they are disappearing.

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