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In person, Todd Solondz could be a character from
one of his movies. Not terribly well dressed
with a nerdy demeanor, he stumbles over his words, always searching for what will get him
out of trouble. And what trouble might he be
in? Well, he is one of the most controversial
American filmmakers today, creating love-it-or-hate-it films like Welcome
to the Dollhouse and Happiness,
and his latest, Storytelling is no different.
His critics have lashed out at his wallowing misanthropy, and it has apparently
stung him enough that he deposits these very criticisms in Storytelling. Listen to him long enough, and it becomes clear
Solondz is a very smart and funny man with great self-awareness. His own appearance, that of an awkward
misanthrope, may not justify his world view, but it makes it a little more comprehensible.
Storytelling is made up of two different segments titled
Fiction and Non-Fiction. In
Fiction, grad student and aspiring writer Vi (Selma Blair), short for Vivian,
watches as her cerebral palsy-afflicted boyfriend Marcus (Leo Fitzpatrick) gets his latest
short story evaluated in class. About a
protagonist with cerebral palsy, Marcus story, sounding like a mawkish after-school
special, gets hesitant, politically-correct plaudits from other classmates. However, the professor, Mr. Scott (Robert Wisdom,
looking like an African American Orson Welles--that is, the slim version), mercilessly
renders the appropriate verdict that it is a piece of fecal matter. Devastated, Marcus lashes out at Vi and accuses
her of wanting to sleep with Scott. Later, Vi
bumps into Scott at a bar and he takes her back to his place, where Vi decides she must go
along with Scotts wishes to have sex with her if she is not to be racist. They engage in Scotts fantasy with Vi
not exactly just play-acting the role of a white woman being dominated by a black man. (At this point in the American version of the
movie, a big red box Solondz has called Soviet-like positions itself over the
sexual content, keeping the movie from being rated NC-17.)
In Non-fiction, socially-inept loser, Toby Oxman (Paul
Giamatti), is a shoe salesman and documentary filmmaker who stumbles upon high school
burnout Scooby Livingston (Mark Webber) as his next subject. Scooby lives in an upper middle-class white family
with stern, boisterous father Marty (John Goodman), gentle but oblivious mother Fern
(Julie Hagerty), socially-aspiring younger brother Brady (Noah Fleiss), and smarty-pants
youngest brother Mikey (Jonathan Osser). Marty
pushes Scooby to apply to college and take the SAT though Scooby wants to drop school
altogether and become a late-night talk show host.
In this second story, Solondz mocks a number of subjects the
shallowness of middle class suburban values, filmmaking that aspires to importance in only
the most banal ways (Solondz names names with American
Beauty), and white peoples ignorance of immigrants. The latter shows up in the relationship between
Mikey and the housekeeper, Consuelo (Lupe Ontiveros).
His callous condescension towards her is made all the more piercing because young
Mikey has no cognizance of his cruelty except for a vague realization that the moral
imbalance in their relationship falls on her side and that makes him uncomfortable. Their relationship may be the most affecting in
the film, even though that resonance is partly accidental due to recent real world events. Storytelling was completed before the
World Trade Center tragedy, but it provides one perspective from which foreigners who hate
Americans might see Americans, however inadequate Solondzs depiction of actual
Americans. Consuelo consistently appears on
the fringes of the Livingstons radar, engaging in housework around the clock while
they indulge in blindingly selfish drivel. Their
utter insensitivity and arrogance lead to a calamity all the more resounding because of
the real life terrorist attack.
Despite several of these powerful moments that Solondz creates by
shifting character perspectives at timely moments, Storytelling is brought down
by the usual and legitimate criticisms that were also aimed at Happiness. Ironically, Solondz is aware of these and makes it
known by having his own characters voice them. Yet
awareness of criticism itself does not make them invalid, and so Storytelling,
like Happiness, is filled with oblivious characters the audience can hold
themselves above and laugh at in condescension. That
Solondz will suddenly shift point of view to make them sympathetic, basically by showing
them in pain, does not demonstrate the callousness of his audience so much as
Solondzs skill in manipulation. He
creates the situations that make us feel superior to these characters and to laugh at
them, and then he admonishes us for it.
If evaluative criteria is getting what its makers want, Storytelling
is very successful. Solondzs direction
is fluid, the cinematography by Good Machine-regular Fred Elmes is sharp and unfussy, and
the acting is strong, particularly by Webber, Osser, and Giamatti. On the other hand, if the measure is the value of
Solondzs themes and his presentation of them, the verdict is much less exemplary. Solondz is like one of those people who carries
end of the world placards a little skewed. Much of American life is filled with warped values
its inability to see beyond self, its emphasis on empty distractions, misguided
attempts to conform and Solondzs films work when shifting our perspective to see these things. But
the vast majority of the time, what he shows us and what he is worried about are nonsense
issues, problems made of straw, artifices he has created in his own mind.
- George Wu