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Son of the Bride opens with a young boy discovering that his
ball has been slashed apart in the shape of a Z. Looking
up, he sees the culprit, Zorro, or rather, a pint-sized facsimile. The Zorro-wannabe unleashes a stone from his
slingshot that knocks the kid down, humiliating him in front of his friends. Together, they give chase after the crude
impersonator, Rafael Belvedere. Rafael can
barely keep his Zorro hat on his head before he trips and begins receiving a beating. Cue his best friend, Juan Carlos, who shows up
just in time to save him, and they run home screaming for mommy.
Forward to the present, and Rafael (Ricardo Darin) is 42-years old and
runs the family Italian restaurant in Argentina. Dealing
with suppliers and the expense of mascarpone in tiramisu, his life is lived from one cell
phone call to the next. His one-time savior
mother, Norma (Norma Aleandro), now suffers from Alzheimers and lives in a nursing
home. His father, Nino (Hector Alterio),
hatches a scheme to remarry her in a church as she had always wanted. Nino is disappointed by Rafaels pleas about
the expense and that Norma wont even be aware of what is going on. Rafaels ex-wife, Sandra (Claudia Fontan),
hassles him about being a better father to their daughter, Victoria (Gimena Nobile), and
he also has trouble keeping up with his young, gorgeous girlfriend, Nati (Natalia
Verbeke). Making his life even more hectic,
his old friend, Juan Carlos (Eduardo Blanco), returns after a long absence sporting a
tragic revelation. Then Rafael has an
experience that makes him re-examine his life completely and he considers dropping out and
moving to Mexico.
Up until this point, Son of the Bride, is quick on its feet,
breezes with zippy dialogue, and presents little details with meaningfulness that belie
their brevity. The latter includes Norma
calling her son a rascal in the most gentle and loving tone imaginable; Natis eyes
as Rafael interrupts their time together to pick up yet another phone call; little
Victoria playing with the retainer in her mouth. From
there, Son of the Bride descends into sheer melodrama. A first swerve towards sentimentality quickly
becomes a plunge into outright sappiness.
Writer Fernando Castets and co-writer/director Juan Jose Campanella
manufacture a fight between Darin and Nati just because the movie calls for Rafaels
life to fall apart. Only in the movies do
unhandsome 42-year old men drop young, perfect girlfriends with model looks instead of
clinging onto them like life rafts. The movie
turns into Darins guilt over his past how he abandoned law school only to
reluctantly take up the family business as a restaurateur.
Now seeking redemption in his mothers eyes, he finds her barely
capable of even recognizing him. Will he sell
the restaurant? Is his life better modeled
after corporate efficiency or with personal clutter?
Even the jokes become more forced as the movie progresses. For no good reason, Juan Carlos, now an actor,
drags Rafael to a film shoot to tell him a secret. They
end up as extras and get into a fight in the background of the shoot. This not unfunny scene could have been charming
but comes across as contrived. Just as forced
is the symbolism. A pair of glasses Rafael
owns becomes an overbearing metaphor.
Yet just when the movie is about to turn into a third-rate Its a Wonderful Life, it starts to redeem itself. The way a professional wrestler half-beaten to
death gets a second wind, Son of the Bride seemingly wills itself into good graces
through the sheer power of the performances. Ricardo
Darin also stars in the soon-to-be-released Nine Queens. (Argentina
made a wise choice in picking Son of the Bride over the empty, over-praised Nine
Queens for its Academy Award submission.) While
Darin lacks charisma and cannot quite carry Son of the Bride on his shoulders, he
absolutely nails Rafaels character arc with convincing precision.
Hector Alterio is perfectly suited for the role of Rafaels
father, displaying compassion and understanding; if only the script did not give him some
really disagreeable scenes one a maudlin monologue and another of him phoning old
friends while being unsure whether they are still alive.
Norma Aleandro escapes such embarrassment with the script. The consummate veteran, Aleandro milks the role
with relish playing an uncouth yet lovable foul-mouth with the excuse that shes lost
her marbles. Eduardo Blanco looks and,
God-forbid, acts like a balding Roberto Benigni (Life Is Beautiful), but he works as the comedic sidekick (even
Benigni is tolerable in small doses). Then
there is Natalia Verbeke. Looking like a
cross between Emmanuelle Devos (My
Sex Life
or How I Got Into an Argument) and Penelope Cruz (Vanilla Sky), Verbeke captivates not only
through her beauty but as well through her ability to completely inhabit her role. A scene with Verbeke in a hospital has the camera
stay on her face throughout a monologue by Darin. In
extreme close-up, her face ever so slowly crumples into disappointment, and she pulls it
off without a hint of self-consciousness.
Ultimately, Son of the Bride is still pretty silly, but better
silly than too serious. For a man, it is a
terrific date movie if youre not afraid of a touch of moisture welling up in your
eye by the end. Son of the Bride is
not a great movie, but it is a great melodrama.
- George Wu