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The Descendants Review: Burdened Father in Hawaiian Haven

New Yorkers, and east coasters in general, can be brutally honest, harsh, cold, edgy, passionate, and sometimes just downright rude. The west coast, well, it’s portrayed just a bit more laid back. So it makes sense that we think of Hawaii as a place full of mellow, easy-going people who relax, unwind, and lose themselves under the palm trees. Matt King, played reverently by George Clooney, however, wants us to forget this West Coast stereotype. “We have the same problems everyone else has,” he narrates from a Hawaii downtown office. He makes a valid point, but competing against the background of white sand and infinite ocean is not an easy task, even for George Clooney.

The stunning views of Hawaii become more than just the background in Alexander Payne’s latest feature (just like the vineyards of California in Payne’s Sideways). They play an integral role in the story- also penned by Payne, with Nate Faxon and Jim Rash- portraits of paradise that tamper with the prospect of nature and business, family inheritance and economical practicality. Payne induces exhales of beauty and brings in a quiet, celestial perspective. It keeps us mesmerized but more importantly balanced, because between these felicitous gaps remain lots of father-daughter arguments, unpleasant hospital visits, and a man trying to sort out his newly distorted world.

Director Alexander Payne at the 49th New York Film Fest

The Descendants, adapted from the book by the same name, beautifully collages filial strife over numerous outlets, all equally challenging and inspiring. Matt, from the very beginning must immediately learn to parent by his lonesome- the first shot captures the pre-injurious boating accident that his wife Elizabeth ”wave runs” into. She is sent to the hospital with a coma, leaving Matt to uphold their luxuriant, bohemian lifestyle. The wealthy property and land they own is an inheritance from Matt’s ancestors, now splitting the possession between he and his six male cousins. It’s 26 square acres of lush Hawaiian land, but Matt, the real estate lawyer in the family, sees it as too much of a burden to maintain, and with his relatives searches for a group to purchase the up-for-lease land. This decision curries displeasure from the natives, who foresee businesses and corporations exploiting the land with hotel chains and commercial shenanigans.

This, coupled with a deteriorating, unresponsive wife leads to some late nights and the resolution to have his two daughters be at home together. Matt brings his 10-year-old daughter Scotty (Amara Miller) to retrieve her older sister Alexandra (A glowing performance by Shailene Woodley) from the boarding school she resentfully attends. They return home bickering, disputing authority and exchanging acrimonious glances (all consumed in Alexandra’s farcically foul-mouth ). Clearly Matt, “the back-up parent,” is out of his fatherly element and must hurry to win back some credibility or keep aggregating more stress. The core agitation between dad and daughter is Matt’s marital blindness. In a fit of anger, surprise, and then curtained empathy, Alexandra reveals her mother’s infidelity to a bewildered, grieving husband. He humorously shuffles in his sandals to the neighborhood friends, and in a funny bit of affirmation, validates his wife’s misgivings- and even gets the offender’s name, Brian Speer (Matthew Lillard).

But what is Matt to do? His wife shows no signs of returning to a state of consciousness, and so his hospital visits become outbreaks of ire to Elizabeth’s unresponsive, altered mug. His marital state of perplexity complements his grizzled appearance, and Clooney masterfully highlights this cluelessness. He keeps Matt’s integrity however with sincere gazes, his eyes creating a pallet of fallibility and tenderness in which he mixes in varying proportions. Unaccustomed to striking the balance between grief and malice, Matt looks for a healthy catharsis. Alexandra, along with her indolent, happy-go-lucky sidekick Sid, persuades her dad to find Brian, confront him, and somehow earn back some dignity.

George Clooney, Shailene Woodley, and Amara Miller in "The Descendants"

They trip around the islands, getting clues to his whereabouts and subtly kindle paternal affection.  Matt’s search for the adulterer has an Hawaiian air to it- instead of a fast paced pursuit, Matt is content with strolling the sand, taking pleasure in his children in the midst of his own heartbreak. Payne uses his landscape to read between the lines, discretely hinting messages and morals with whatever surrounds his well-framed compositions. He splits his scenes with ethereal shots of the coast and sun setting sky, intimating that hesitant vengeance needs a chance to breathe in the salty air. With the landscape yearning affection, his meeting with cousin Hugh to establish the details of a hotel deal with some real-estate buyers seems to lose its sparkle. Traversing the land begins to forge a sentimental impact, and the cavernous outlooks of the coastline beckon reconsideration.

Matt’s challenge is deeper than the economical side of the deal. Payne pans over the household’s myriad of black and white family photos, forcing us to stare into their eyes. They surround Matt’s messy office, invisible judgment beaming from the walls. His current relatives, including an imposing father-in-law Scott (Robert Forster) refuses to accept his daughter’s infidelity. Proud and unwavering, he unleashes his unrelenting attitude with a punch to insensitive Sid’s nose, and disregards his grandchildren’s defense of their father, who see their mother in negative light. Judy Greer makes an impressionable cameo as Brian Speer’s devoted wife, Julie, struggling with her husband’s lies. Payne parallels her and Matt as lonely victims, but differences in grief management polarize their personalities. Matt demonstrates this stronger will by accepting the outpour of insults from Scott, a self-containing defense mechanism to sanctify his dying daughter. For the first time he embraces his role as dad, and learns to reserve judgment in this time of mourning.

It is here where Payne induces the gentle push from bitterness to amnesty. A film filled with warm comedic insertions that get grounded with unconditional love, The Descendants succeeds because of its characters’ ability to mature socially and spiritually. It celebrates imperfection as a natural condition, something human and existent in our everyday struggles. If the film has any flaws they are surely covered by this sense of tender remembrance and forgiveness, values to be learned and embraced at any stage in life.

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The Ides of March Review: A Dirty Game of Political Chicken

A hopeful, promising, and certainly liberal air resides in Governor Mike Morris, and why not? His George Clooney mug appears in Obama-esque red and blue “Believe” posters.  He’s in a close Ohio primary race against a barely seen Senator Pullman, battling for the Democratic nomination for President. Morris is a fervent environmentalist, promoting non-combustible engines, and is also a secularist. Instead of sidestepping theological morals, Morris smoothly professes his religion is to the Constitution. His goals seem plausible, except his temerity feels too fictitious, ideals that would be harshly severed in today’s uncompromising congress.

That’s not to say that “The Ides of March” insists upon sending a political message. Instead it looks at the inner-workings of the political process, it’s ideological claims falling to the wayside in light of its internal operation. In this sense, the urgency and cunning intelligence this film depicts finds some authenticity. Its glamorous exchanges of confidence are balanced by sweaty, apprehensive poll results that get constantly updated throughout. The steady flow of words proclaimed and then actually practiced muddies the Governor’s persona, but becomes ever more intriguing.

Morris, in his heated primary battle, embodies a cherished candidate, a strong contender that appeals to a striving middle class. Clooney, who directed and help write the film, begins to tarnish this figure, basing his creation off of the play Farragut North by Beau Willimon and focuses his lens upon the dirty side of bureaucratic business. This takes center stage in the middle of Morris’s campaign, where the cold blood of politics infiltrates Stephen Meyers (Ryan Gosling), the governor’s campaign staffer and slick savaant. His indeterminable eyes infuse him with his shady characteristics, even though he blatantly proposes that Morris has to win.

Stephen obtains tutilage from his boss Paul (Phillip Seymore-Hoffman), who squares off with his counterpart Tom Duffy (Paul Giamatti) representing Pullman. Both Paul and Tom play the crafty veterans, using their logical cynicism to express their maniacal means. Stephen observes the up-close the tricks of the trade and also discovers the conditional realtionship between insiders and the press. Marisa Tomei plays Ida Horowicz, a New York Times reporter trying to scoop up any juicy hunches, specifically if the Morris campaign can garner the approval of a self-righteous North Carolina senator (Jeffrey Wright) and his plentiful delegates. Her early, friendly banter eases Stephen into a comfortable friendliness, but gets quickly exposed in exchange for a hearty headline.

These types of encounters only intensify the campaign trail, and Stephen’s growing hubris pushes him to audaciously make independent choices. These include a conspicuous encounter with Duffy and also kindling a relationship with Morris’s head intern Molly (Evan Rachel Wood). She seduces, then plays coy, but ultimately magnetizes the young staffer into bed. Her father is in charge of the DNC, but her ominous past begins to peel away and has potential to send Stephen and Morris’s campaign into the gutter. With every meeting, with every pundit’s opinion, comes a chilling, dramatic scare, emphasized by dark, gloomy winter weather. Clooney’s extreme close-ups attempt to penetrate the external masks each politico wears, whether in public debates or casual dinners that exude the fallibility each person tries to suppress.

The writing is clever and insightful, giving an unrelenting realism that emanates through each scene, leaving you searching for redeeming nature that tries to squeak out through questionable ploys. The intelligently adapting dialogue, that zooms through witty campaign discourse and then slows during passionate political improv, is held up remarkably in its acting. Clooney the actor handles the open forums and TV spot debates with sleek severity, and is best during his drawn out discourse with his staff. Gosling, with his glossy and impenetrable gaze, steals the show. He molds himself proportionately to the changing tide of the film, taking on a heavy, vengeful tone each day that toys with with his sense of entitlement and loyalty. The sensuous displays of affection gracefully lured by Wood exaggerate this mental divide and spark impulsed reactions that allude to its iconic title.

These heightened ethical indecisions however lack a few early morning, intern-run espresso shots. It inventively comments on a dignity-exhausting process but the jogging pace lets the disappointing imposition of a still-corrupt Washington seep its way in. The intrigue of its moral ambiguity controls a bleak, exposing process, relying on cynicism that is pursued, avoided, and then becomes a last resort. Stephen, who wades into murky waters between pursuing personal ambition and giving it up for a stronger good, loses his innocence and hides a darkness we will find just as hard to disguise.

Maybe the biggest point the film works to explain is the indecisive individual/societal complex.  Morris, in one of his public Q and A’s, converses with a pundit about the death penalty. He admits that if someone murdered a member of his family he would take action, responding atypically,  ”I would commit a crime for which I’d happily go to jail.” Yet, he adds, “Society has to be better than the individual.”

The Ides of March pushes this logic but also backs off its difficult premise, keeping its plot suspenseful yet only mildly challenging. Do we trust in the cause or is it lost in the dirty vessel that carries it? I’m still trying to figure that out.

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