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Michael Winterbottom's new film, ever so lightly based
on Laurence Sterne's late 18th century novel, is his best realized effort since 24
Hour Party People, which also starred Steve Coogan. Comedy, as often has been
said, is far more difficult to realize successfully than tragedy. At least as demonstrated
in Tristram, Winterbottom has the right touch.
The book, despite its century of origin, could be labeled the first
post-modern novel, with its jumbled timeline, frequent digressions and often
self-referential exposition. Winterbottom and screenwriter Martin Hardy (a frequent
collaborator) have retained that tone, but not a whole lot of the novel ends up on the
screen. The film is about the making of a film of Tristram and is far
more a satire of the movie industry and its players than it is an attempt at a definitive
translation of the novel.
Coogan plays Tristram (and Tristram's father, Walter), as well as the
actor, "Steve Coogan" who plays the roles in the film-within-a-film. Rob Brydon
(another 24 Hour carryover) plays Toby Shandy, Tristram's uncle who is obsessed
with the recreation of of a military siege, as well as the actor, "Rob Brydon."
The two, as actors, are competitive and jealous of one another, even to the point of
Coogan making an issue over the height of the shoes they wear for the film.
The spoofed insecurities of "Steve Coogan" are set within the
broader madness of the movie-making business, touching on the director (Jeremy Northam),
the investors, the screenwriter, the camera crew, the agent, the press, costuming, makeup
and the complexities of the personal relationships (and temptations) inevitable in the
bustle and confusion of shooting on location.
A large proportion of the time actually allotted to the original Tristram
tale tells the story of his birth--his mother wanted a midwife, but his father insisted on
a doctor who seems nearly obsessed with a newfangled instrument called a forceps. Use of
the latter explains the shape of the protagonist's nose.
At one point there is a line to the effect, "Life is chaotic,
amorphous. You can't give it shape. Life is too full, too rich to be captured by
art." Winterbottom almost disproves the point as he milks the details for very funny
spoofing, keeping Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story blithe, brisk, and
bouncy.
- Arthur Lazere