bix171
05-23-2004, 12:32 AM
Nothing even remotely real here. David Gordon Green’s pretentious, threadbare “small” picture about love in a North Carolina mill town is preternaturally arty with its self-conscious underacting, fragmented narrative and postcard-pretty cinematography all designed to con you into thinking it’s sophisticated, thoughtful and suggestive. The story provided by Green and his lead actor Paul Schneider finds supposed lothario Paul realizing his newfound love for his best friend Tip’s sister Noel (Zooey Deschanel) and having to defend that decision to the overprotective Tip. But somewhere midway Green loses interest in his story, preferring instead to meander through his over-intellectualized version of small town living (his screenplay is filled with arch dialogue coming incongruously from the mouths of working-class stiffs); when he decides to return, he does so with an illogical twist that bares the film’s superficiality. The performers appear far too old for the romanticized notions of young love Green seems to idealize and he consistently undermines them by making them flawed into unlikability. (Paul turns out to be an unresponsive, selfish lover and Noel suddenly becomes incapable of making well-thought decisions). Though there’s more drama in the second half and some touching moments of closure, the film by then has managed to cross the line into a preening silliness from which it cannot recover. With the insufferable Patricia Clarkson, who has managed to make a career for herself as every independent filmmaker’s definitive mom. You can tell your kids that the voice of Strong Bad on homestarrunner.com plays a character called Strong Bad—they’ll know what you’re talking about.