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Film Clips
NOVEMBER 16, 1998:
 LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL. When you heard about the plot to Life
is Beautiful you probably thought "Oh no, not another
zany comedy about the Holocaust!" Roberto Benigni plays a
Jewish bookstore owner in 1940s Italy who, along with his son,
is carted away to a Nazi concentration camp. Benigni seeks to
shield his son from the terrors by convincing him that they are
on vacation, and that the degradations of the camp are actually
part of a game. The first to collect 1,000 points through starvation,
hard labor and quiet obedience to "the scary men who yell"
will win a tank. Unfortunately, the first half hour of this film
is an overwhelmingly annoying series of slapstick routines, but
once Benigni and family are carted off to the camps the movie
achieves a nearly perfect balance between comedy and terror. It's
definitely worthwhile to tolerate the first section in order to
see something so rare as the second. This week Life is Beautiful
was nominated by Italy as its Academy Award submission. --DiGiovanna
LIVING OUT LOUD. This journey-of-self-realization flick
has the same problem a lot of movies have these days: It's entertaining
but annoying. The ever-charming Holly Hunter plays Judith Nelson,
a wealthy doctor's wife who loses it when she discovers her husband
is in love with a younger woman. She slowly pulls herself back
together with the help of some quirky new friends, a saucy nightclub
singer (Queen Latifah) and the building's elevator operator (Danny
DeVito). The ad campaign for this movie points out that director
Richard LaGravenese also wrote The Fisher King and the
screenplay for The Bridges of Madison County, as though
this were a good thing. Living Out Loud suffers from the
same gut-kick episodes of sentimentality and overwrought meaning-of-life
moments as in LaGravenese's earlier movies, cheap shots all of
them. Does anyone really need a movie to show them how to connect
more deeply with their fellow humans? Even so, this could have
been a decent film if LaGravenese had cut out the kids-dying-of-cancer,
crack-baby-rescue subplots. The performances are quite good and
the story zips along; yet, at the end of it all, it feels awfully
fake for a movie about "authenticity."--Richter
A MERRY WAR. I say, if you must get out of your flat because
there's nothing on the telly, perhaps you'd have a mind to pop
out and watch something so very English as this slow-moving film.
Sadly, itís a bit of a let down, entertainment-wise. Richard
Grant plays a poet who writes ad copy, but quits to lead a life
of starvation and artistic integrity. Helena Bonham Carter plays
the woman who has no rational reason for putting up with his behaviour
as he descends into drunken excess and poverty. Like all extremely
English films, this one is set in the past, tries for a dry wit,
and has an odd chastity about even its erotic scenes. If you like
PBS, but would rather pay $7 to watch it, do go to A Merry
War.--DiGiovanna
THE WATERBOY. Going into an Adam Sandlar movie, I expected
his aren't-mentally-challenged-people-funny persona, an aren't-gay-guys-funny
joke or two, and maybe a cameo from a Saturday Night Live cohort.
I got all this, and so much more. This is no mindless comedy,
it's a message movie--proof that those Hollywood CEOs do care
about our futures, and the futures of our children. No one wants
that "Mommy, what were trees like?" bumper sticker to
come true, so the masterminds behind The Waterboy demonstrate
the importance of environmental consciousness by recycling the
Forrest Gump script. It killed enough trees, so these eco-friendly
folks simply took the story of an oddly athletic man with a IQ
of 90 and set it on a football field. And to fill in plotholes
without wasting additional paper, there's lots of recycled music,
from Rush to Anita Ward, to help you along. For example, when
Waterboy is awfully lonely, "Lonely Boy" plays in the
background. Get it? Apparently careers are reusable, too, as witnessed
by the dynamic screen presence of Henry Winkler as a coach. The
funniest parts, though, are the recycled stereotypes. Southerners
are especially hee-larious, what with those durn accents and all.
--Higgins
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