'Flynt' an absorbing take on a hard-core life
January 8, 1997
Web posted at: 2:20 p.m. EST
From Movie Reviewer Paul Tatara
(CNN) -- As bio-pics go, "The People vs. Larry Flynt" is
definitely not your father's Oldsmobile. I know what you're
thinking -- a movie about a man battling for his right to
make millions of dollars by publishing often degrading
pictures of young women is not the kind of thing that you're
going to cough up seven or eight bucks to sit through. And
if that was all that was going on in Milos Forman's hilarious
and surprisingly engrossing new film, you'd be right to avoid
the whole sordid affair. However, Flynt's life is a twisted,
free-form dive into some very troubled waters, and, as such,
it defies all expectations. I mean, get a load of this plot:
A dirt poor hillbilly starts making and selling moonshine
before he's even out of grade school. Years later, after
nearly going broke running a truly depressing strip club, he
scratches together some cash and publishes his very own porno
magazine. A shocking, brutally to-the-point porno magazine.
He then becomes a national celebrity when he's taken up on
pornography charges by the good citizens of Cincinnati, Ohio.
After spending time in jail on those charges, he is released
on appeal and is converted to Christianity by the sister of
the president of the United States(!). During another trial,
an assassin's bullet paralyzes the pornographer from the
waist down. This, obviously, is a trying time for him, but
he makes it through with the help of his stripper/junkie
wife. Soon thereafter, the most powerful religious leader in
the country sues him for defamation of character. Later, the
wife contracts AIDS and the pornographer carries his battle
for free speech all the way to the Supreme Court.
Only in America, as they say ... and that is the point here.
The director of "Amadeus" does not immediately jump to mind
when considering the story of Larry Flynt, but, in a way,
Forman has tackled this type of material before. "One Flew
Over the Cuckoo's Nest" is about nothing if not the American
social order's attempts to suppress the individual, and Woody
Harrelson's charismatic performance as Flynt contains echoes
of Jack Nicholson's McMurphy -- the 'bull goose loony' is on
the loose, and anyone who doesn't like it would be well
advised to get out of the way. Harrelson has always shown a
workmanlike skill in his film performances, but here he is
given free reign to cut loose. However, for every hysterical
confrontation with the likes of Jerry Falwell (comic
theatricality being a Flynt trademark), there is a scene
containing something verging on tenderness between Flynt and
his wife, Althea Leasure.
Althea is played by Courtney Love. (Yes, that Courtney Love
... and you're in for a very rude awakening indeed if you're
misreading the billing as Courtney Cox.) I've never been
much of a fan of Love's self-obsessed scum junkie
histrionics, but this is a powerful, clear eyed performance
(at least until clear eyes aren't called for anymore) that
verges on a revelation. Love holds the camera like a pro;
even the telltale close-ups that normally sink unseasoned
actors are handled with an alarming, straightforward honesty.
Her quiet scenes with Harrelson are some of the film's top
moments -- it would be a welcome surprise if this is just
the first hint of a brilliant new career unfolding before us.
Those close-ups suggest more than a highly fortuitous stunt
casting coup.
The screenplay is full of crackling dialogue and is very
tightly structured, quite a surprise considering it comes
from the team of Scott Alexander and Larry Karaszewski, who
also wrote Tim Burton's thoroughly aimless "Ed Wood." The
courtroom scenes, in particular, have a bizarre, low-brow
zing to them. They play like a cross between the National
Lampoon and Thomas Payne, with Edward Norton's solid
performance as Flynt's bemused lawyer keeping things from
straying too far afield. Usually.
The film makes no attempt to sugar coat the realities of
being Larry Flynt. How appropriate that the man's claim to
fame is a magazine called "Hustler." Harrelson's performance
is hard-core redneck, and, thankfully, we're not expected to
exalt in Mr. Flynt's accomplishments. There is one unsteady
scene in which Flynt pontificates to a paid audience about
the relative appropriateness of hot naked ladies in a world
where images of war and violence permeate our daily lives,
but this is presented as a media circus of Flynt's own
devising. In a way, the film argues that that's the whole
reason for being Larry Flynt-- to live in a country that
gives you every freedom, even if the freedom you choose is to
turn your life into its own sideshow. Or to turn the whole
world into a tabloid ... whether anybody else likes it or
not.
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