HAPPY ENDINGS (2005): Running with scissors
December 6th 2008 11:38
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The Ice Storm hits American Beauty who takes Shortcuts, arriving at Happiness. Happy Endings, a comic take on themes familiar from the films mentioned above, is less of a crowd pleaser than the delightful The Opposite of Sex, although director Don Roos’ sensibility mix of postmodern cynicism, black humour and acute social observation is also in evidence in this more serious third feature, a recovery after the flop that was Bounce. Mamie (Lisa Kudrow) works as an advisor at an abortion clinic and sees sexy Mexican immigrant Javier (Bobby Cannavale) on the side. Nicky (Jesse Bradford), a sleazy up-and-coming filmmaker, blackmails her into making a documentary in exchange for information about a son she gave up for adoption years ago. The child’s father, Mamie’s now gay stepbrother Charley (Steve Coogan) and his partner Gil (David Sutcliffe) are best friends with a lesbian couple, Pam (Laura Dern) and Diane (Sarah Clarke), who are raising a young son bearing an uncanny resemblance to Gil. Otis (Jason Ritter) works the karaoke at Charley’s restaurant, and fantasizes about his boss after-hours. After a show stopping karaoke number he asks Jude (Maggie Gyllenhaal) to be in his band, and as she’s in need of a place to stay, she seduces her way into the poolhouse, and then into the main house. One night Otis’ dad Frank (Tom Arnold) drinks too much and backs up into Mamie’s car, completing the circle of apparently haphazard encounters.
Yet a plot description can be misleading in the case of this film, as nothing is as it seems. The intricate pattern of secrets, lies, desires and the resulting choices lead the characters in unexpected directions, either to random acts of kindness or cruelty, but ultimately towards self-discovery. Happy Endings does not offer a treatise on queer politics, suburban ennui or abortion, although all those topics are there, tackled right alongside farting, vasectomies, fake moustaches and massage parlours. Hilarity operates next to pathos, as family relationships, love and identity are lost and recovered again.
As if compelled to diffuse the occasionally confronting (and moving) on-screen action, the director adds ironic distance to the proceedings in the form of on-and-off hand held camera style, split screen and witty commentary printed on top of it all (all subtitle-haters out there beware!). Despite these gimmicks, the film (self-branded as ‘a comedy, sort of’) avoids artsy pretentiousness and manages to capture that elusive creature, a ‘sort of’ truth about human existence, offering insight on those moments in life – as referred to in the dialogue – when we finally fall on the scissors we run around with; the moments that are scary and traumatic and can leave scars, yet can also lead to personal fulfillment if we are willing to take the risk of change and believe in the possibility of a happy ending.
The ensemble cast gives poignant performances, with Maggie Gyllenhaal being the stand-out in another post-Secretary and Mona Lisa Smile not-classically-beautiful-yet -irresistibly-interesting-wom an role, and her melancholy singing voice providing what might become a cult film soundtrack. ‘It’s better to know you, than not to know you’ Charley tells Mamie. Happy Endings is a film that takes the time to be thoughtful, so if you’re willing to face an intelligent and emotionally charged film-going experience, head on.
Review by Patricia Bieszk
© Copyright P. Bieszk 2006.
Originally published on Vibewire.
Yet a plot description can be misleading in the case of this film, as nothing is as it seems. The intricate pattern of secrets, lies, desires and the resulting choices lead the characters in unexpected directions, either to random acts of kindness or cruelty, but ultimately towards self-discovery. Happy Endings does not offer a treatise on queer politics, suburban ennui or abortion, although all those topics are there, tackled right alongside farting, vasectomies, fake moustaches and massage parlours. Hilarity operates next to pathos, as family relationships, love and identity are lost and recovered again.
As if compelled to diffuse the occasionally confronting (and moving) on-screen action, the director adds ironic distance to the proceedings in the form of on-and-off hand held camera style, split screen and witty commentary printed on top of it all (all subtitle-haters out there beware!). Despite these gimmicks, the film (self-branded as ‘a comedy, sort of’) avoids artsy pretentiousness and manages to capture that elusive creature, a ‘sort of’ truth about human existence, offering insight on those moments in life – as referred to in the dialogue – when we finally fall on the scissors we run around with; the moments that are scary and traumatic and can leave scars, yet can also lead to personal fulfillment if we are willing to take the risk of change and believe in the possibility of a happy ending.
The ensemble cast gives poignant performances, with Maggie Gyllenhaal being the stand-out in another post-Secretary and Mona Lisa Smile not-classically-beautiful-yet -irresistibly-interesting-wom an role, and her melancholy singing voice providing what might become a cult film soundtrack. ‘It’s better to know you, than not to know you’ Charley tells Mamie. Happy Endings is a film that takes the time to be thoughtful, so if you’re willing to face an intelligent and emotionally charged film-going experience, head on.
Review by Patricia Bieszk
© Copyright P. Bieszk 2006.
Originally published on Vibewire.
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