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The Truth About Charlie
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There
is a lot of nostalgia around at present for the glory days of American cinema
in the 1970s, prompted (for instance) by the sycophantic documentary about
producer Robert Evans, The Kid Stays in
the Picture (2002).
Yet
not all mavericks of that period have ended up today with the acclaim heaped on
Roman Polanski or Martin Scorsese. Surely the saddest and most bewildering case
of an artist from that era who has subsequently lost his way is Jonathan Demme.
Demme
was once known for his rough and ready portraits of outrageous American lives,
such as Melvin and Howard (1980). He
had a combination of stylistic flair and political savvy which propelled his
work right up to the end of the ‘80s. But his big mainstream success with The Silence of the Lambs (1991), however
deserved, seemed to derail his sensibility fatally.
Over
the past decade, Demme’s inflated sense of liberal conscience has led him into
soggy dramas like
The
idea of remaking Charade (1963) is,
to say the least, ill-advised. Stanley Donen’s tricky film was already a
somewhat strained homage to, and pastiche of, Hitchcock classics like North By Northwest (1959). To modernise it effectively means ruining its fragile balance of
cuteness and thrills. Demme and his legion of writers feel compelled to load the
plot with more convolutions than it can bear.
At
least Charade had elegance and grace,
due mainly to the effortless charisma of its stars. But who today can possibly
fill the shoes of Audrey Hepburn and Cary Grant? Casting Thandie Newton and
Mark Wahlberg is not exactly an act of kindness to them. They can both be fine
actors (respectively in Besieged, 1998, and The Yards, 2000), but here they
flounder under the obligation to be light and sparkling – and there is
absolutely no romantic chemistry between them.
The Truth About Charlie is one big fashion overload on every level. Demme frantically throws in the
latest, trendy music, clothes, architecture and design. Since the story is set
in
Paris,
fleeting references to the ‘60s Nouvelle Vague abound, including cameos from
Agnès Varda and Anna Karina.
But
there is something deeply wrong with filmmmakers – and Demme is not the only
one guilty of this – whose idea of instant Cool is a short-circuit jamming
superficial memories of an old New Wave (from over forty years ago!) with a
quick fix of Wong Kar-Wai’s lush, dreamy style.
MORE Demme: The Agronomist, The Manchurian Candidate, Ricki and the Flash © Adrian Martin March 2003 |