Video Review
by
Marilyn Robitaille

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Last Updated 03/01/01

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Virgin Suicides


         

Recommending a movie like "Virgin Suicides" requires taking a bit of a risk.  This movie will offend the sensibilities of some audiences.  Sometimes painful, sometimes unsettling, it's a movie that will capture your attention and be worth your time.  Besides, there's a certain safety in knowing you can fast-forward or turn it off altogether and go about your business.

            The "virgins" of the title do, indeed, commit suicide.  Five beautiful teenage sisters, step-stairs in age, find their world too much with them to survive. It's a world created by a religious zealot of mother (Kathleen Turner) and a father (James Woods) whose greatest failure comes from a shallowness that dulls his compassion.

            The youngest daughter Cecilia (Hanna R. Hall) finds the strict, emotionless household stifling to her creative temperament.  She sees no joy in life, and little likelihood of her situation ever changing.  The diary that she leaves behind offers few clues to the real demons that haunt her. Her passing becomes as enigmatic as her quiet presence just before she flings herself from her bedroom window.

            One might think that the surviving sisters would find a kind of strength in their sister's sacrifice, but they don't.  At the advice of a psychologist, Ms. Lisbon relaxes the rules a little and allows Lux (Kirsten Dunst) to have a boy over to watch TV with the family.  Trip Fontaine (Josh Hartnett) revels in the possibilities, and it's not long before he convinces Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon to let all the girls go to the prom.  It's a major coup d'état.

            The results of caged birds being allowed to fly proves disastrous.  For Lux and Trip, bad judgments rules the evening's escapades, and they stay out all night.  Mrs. Lisbon, completely undone by the circumstances, reacts with a vengeance.  She forces Lux to burn her record collection, takes all the girls out of school, and makes them prisoners in their own home.

            The action comes filtered by way of a narrator relating the events that have already passed: a teenage boy in the neighborhood whose crew of adolescent males attempts to understand the inexplicable.  Their involvement in the girls' lives (and deaths, for that matter) effects a kind of eerie voyeurism.  The boys are on the outside looking in, but the experience alters their lives in ways they could never foresee. 

            From the blighted elm trees to the debutante ball where participants wear gas masks, this movie demonstrates its director's flashes of brilliance. Sofia Coppola makes her directing debut with "Virgin Suicides." Although her inexperience and youthful exuberance make the film a little edgy in places, her directing has an instinctive energy that promises great things.

            As far as Kathleen Turner's and James Wood's performances, they're worth wading through the painful parts to see. Measured, controlled, and always well timed, they create in Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon a couple you won't soon forget.  "Virgin Suicides" qualifies as a movie you won't soon forget, as well.


New Year Video Review

Since the real new Millennium and the search for a suitable video to review occurred simultaneously, I planned to review a movie associated with the holiday event.  I quickly exhausted my repertoire of movies that had much at all to do with New Year's. 

My friend Bill suggested "Ocean's Eleven," a 1960s movie starring Frank Sinatra and the Rat Pack.  Eleven gangsters plan a huge casino robbery, and Bill was relatively sure that all the action takes place on New Year's Eve.

Then he called to say that it didn't take place on New Year's Eve after all.

A new "Ocean's Eleven" starring George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Julia Roberts, and Matt Damon is in production. Maybe they'll stage the remake on New Year's.

Vermont poet Robert Pack once wrote: "Pray for inspiration. When inspiration fails, take that as your guide."  So what follows are comments regarding three completely unrelated movies that I watched this week in search of that elusive topic-appropriate movie that I just didn't find:

SENSE AND SENSIBILITY (1995): If you're into slow-moving, intricate English movies, this is an acceptable choice, especially if either Hugh Grant or Emma Thompson jell your jam. Just don't compare it to the novel.  Jane Austen's writing possesses an unassuming greatness this movie just doesn't muster.  Much of the dialog is lifted from the novel, and the relationship complications are the same, so if you're a real Austenite, you can probably sit through this one without throwing your novel across the room. Lots of weddings, but no New Year's Eve celebration.

THE COWBOY WAY (1994): This movie opens with cowboys and a roping event.  You'll feel right at home. Woody Harrelson (Pepper) and Kiefer Sutherland (Sonny) make an energetic, seasoned cowboy duo who head east to rescue their friend Nacho (Joaquin Martinez) from unscrupulous New Yorkers.  Violence, screaming, and funny business occur when the unlikely pair confront the "foreigners" on New York turf. You might be amused if you know any real cowboys who were wild and crazy in their youth. I'm sure Pepper and Sonny would've celebrated New Year's had they had the opportunity. 

CHICKEN RUN (2000): This claymation movie is bound to be a family classic. A group of determined chickens plot to escape the clutches of a vicious chicken farmer. Their desire for freedom escalates when an ominous chicken pie machine is set in place on the farm. These chickens are visionaries.    What ensues as the chickens execute escape plans proves to be refreshingly brisk. This movie entertains without being overly didactic.  It's about new beginnings, hope and faith in the future. Hey! Sounds like a good way to bring in the New Year. 

All movies mentioned available in DVD and Video, excepting Ocean's Eleven (1960), which is available only on video.

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