Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts

Monday, May 21, 2012

What To Expect When You're Expecting


Elizabeth Banks, Anna Kendrick, Cameron Diaz,
Brooklyn Decker, and Jennifer Lopez
Because there has been so much discussion in recent years about changing gender roles and about various methods of childbirth, I was surprised by how boringly conventional What To Expect When You're Expecting actually was. The movie is about a few different families who are preparing for the arrival of a little stranger. Although each story has a different perspective on the experience of getting pregnant and having a baby, the scope is rather narrow. One unmarried young couple accidentally get pregnant after a one-night stand. Another mother who has been trying for years to get pregnant discovers that "the glow" everyone talks about is merely a fantastical rumor - being pregnant sucks to the extreme! Then there's her gorgeous step-mother-in-law who experiences the easiest pregnancy on record, and in high heeled shoes! Then there's the couple torn by the fact that they are unable to have children for themselves. As they prepare to adopt a baby from Ethiopia, the husband starts gets cold feet and the wife unexpectedly loses her job. Then there's the celebrity weight-loss trainer who struggles to juggle her career, her boyfriend, and an unexpected pregnancy.


One part of the previews that struck me as an interesting concept was the "dude's group," a group of dads who get together regularly to walk their kids through the park. My initial thoughts were, "Great! We'll get to see dads being awesome, spending time with their children, and really investing in the upbringing of their babies!" Instead I got a group of idiots who lie to their wives, drop babies off changing tables, and are oblivious the toddler who just wandered off, fell down a flight of stone steps, and got hit on the head by an airborn beer can (thrown by one of the fathers). Rather than breaking down preconception about American fatherhood, they supported every negative stereotype in the books! But because Chris Rock can make a hreatwarming speech about how much he loves his family and loves being a dad, and would never go back to the old days, the whole patriarchal pessimism is mediated for the female audience that both doubts a man's ability to be a good parent while simultaneously requiring them to participate.


The five baby stories are cliched and predictable at best. At worst, they encourage an outdated mode of thinking about pregnancy and birth. Documentaries like Abby Epstein's The Business of Being Born (2008) and Pregnant in America (also 2008) have presented the American public with alternatives to the traditional flat-on-back-in-hospital birth scenario. But all four pregnancies in What To Expect When You're Expecting ended in the hospital, with the mothers on all manner of medication. The atmosphere was pervaded by the dramatic tension of fear that we should be trying to convince new mothers DOES NOT have to consumer their experience! Pregnancy is not an illness, you're life is not necessarily in danger, and the doctor is not the hero or enabler of the woman's experience.


As a movie, the film was predictable and there was a decided lack of any original humor. They basically put the whole story into a Love Actually framework, which, incidentally, is becoming sickeningly overused (note the failures of both Valentine's Day and New Year's Eve). The film presents no novelty or innovation of any kind - it's like any other move about pregnancy/childbirth you've seen since 1995 (with exception of Baby Mama, which actually contributed to an expanded way of thinking about women's reproductive abilities and rights. Thank you Tina Faye and Amy Poehler!). If the What To Expect When You're Expecting had been funny, I mean really funny, it might have been worth the trip the the theatre. But it wasn't, so don't.



Monday, May 14, 2012

Dark Shadows

Despite a rotten Rotten Tomatoes rating of only 42%, Tim Burton's Dark Shadows is still a lot of fun for fans of Burton/Depp collaborations. The film has all the earmarks of a usual Burton/Depp production, though it falls short of being a masterpiece. Tim Burton's other half, Helena Bonham Carter makes her appearance as the family's gin-swilling, gerascophobic psychiatrist. There is also the expected amount of blood, dark eye shadow, and shabby-chic costuming that accompanies a Burton flick. But it is the silky smooth dialogue, and the delivery of same by Johnny Depp, which prevents this movie from slipping into the realms of pure kitsch.



Depp plays Barnabas Collins, a member of the founding family of a Maine sea port, who has been transformed into a vampire and buried in a steel coffin by a jealous witch, Angelique (Eva Green). Barnabas is accidentally recovered from the grave by some construction men and finds himself in 1972. Returning to his family's estate, he discovers that the family business has been all but ruined thanks to the diabolical manipulations of the ageless Angelique. As Barnabas attempts to defeat his arch enemy once and for all, he falls in love with the family's nanny, Vicky, the spitting image of his long lost Josette (Bella Heathcote), wooing her with his outdated honeyed phrases. "A name like Victoria is so beautiful,'' he purrs in his plummy British accent, ''that I could not bear to part with a single syllable of it.''

Barnabas' innate "uncoolness," as describes by Entertainment Weekly, is what ironically makes him cool in the eyes of both the hippies in the film, and the modern audience of hipsters, for whom all things uncool are in fact the coolest of all. It's this sort of philosophy that can sustain this film through all its faults. There are too many side stories which distract from the main thrust of the plot. There's a certain amount of gore and sex, but scenes containing these elements are in no way innovative or especially clever in their execution. For fans of Burton/Depp comedy, the script does not fail to tickle the funny-bone, but the jokes are campy at best.

Michelle Pfeiffer as Elizabeth Collins
Johnny Depp and Eva Green
The female characters in this film fall short in passing the Bechdel Test. If they ever speak to each other, it's only about a male character, usually Barnabas (with the exception of the brief interview with the new nanny). Or they're at each other's throats for one reason or another. And the characterizations of the women are far from progressive. The one female character with any power is, as is so often the case in Disney movies, the villainess. She is portrayed much more as a sexualized character than as an intelligently worthy opponent. Another woman character is an insecure alcoholic. One is an escaped lunatic. Another is a teenage brat who doesn't have a nice thing to say to anybody. The only woman with any semblance of strength, the family matriarch Elizabeth (Michelle Pfeiffer), is still dependent on an undead ancestor to restore the family business to its former glory. Although she is clearly an intelligent, hard-working, and caring mother, she is necessarily unable to take care of her family without a man's guidance.

All-in-all, Dark Shadows was worth the price of the ticket. It's dialogue is witty, it's accurately nostalgic, and there are enough elements of Tim Burton's classic style to make it more interesting than your average early-summer flick. It's definitely not for kids; wait for Burton's pending Frankenweenie later in the summer. But if you've got a bored Sunday afternoon to spend on an off-beat sort of movie, go ahead and check it out.

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