'Career Girls' fizzles
From Reviewer Paul Tatara
(CNN) -- I thought Mike Leigh's family drama "Secrets and
Lies" was the best film of 1996, and this is saying something
when you consider I've never before enjoyed his brand of
wandering, jabbering cynicism.
In a way, all of Leigh's films are bold experiments; his
screenwriting technique is (as far as I know) unique in the
history of commercial cinema. He casts his actors before
there's even a script, explains to them who their characters
are supposed to be, then sits back and lets them improvise.
Eventually, a story unfolds. Then, and only then, does he
sit down and write a screenplay. This approach worked like
gangbusters for "Secrets and Lies," but if Leigh is still
experimenting, his new film "Career Girls" is a decided
failure.
It's not hard to imagine that group improvisation of a movie
script is something that's either going to work or it isn't.
Screenwriters do basically the same thing when writing on
their own, but they can keep the shape of a story locked in
their minds as they allow their spontaneous inventions to
guide and shade the writing.
A bunch of actors (and a director) working together are bound
to come up with some insightful moments, but, unless they're
very lucky, they can just as easily wind up with a talky,
poorly-structured mess.
That's "Career Girls."
Women relive maladjusted past
Katrin Cartlidge and Lynda Steadman play Hannah and Annie (a
nod to Woody Allen?), two former college roommates in their
early 30s who are getting together for the first time in six
years. They seem to be relatively adjusted adults, but we
know better. The movie flashes back and forth from their
college days to the present, revealing that when they were in
school, they were about as maladjusted as you can be and
still manage to make it out the front door in the morning.
The movie is split between these two worlds, and the success
of the scenes is just as equally divided. The current-day
story, in which Hannah and Annie try to come to some sort of
peace settlement over what they put each other through in
college, is often very funny and quite moving. The stuff
back at the old alma mater, though, simply concerns itself
with a series of grating character quirks.
It's difficult to understand how these two very talented
actresses could be so on-the-money in one part of the story,
and so completely off-the-mark in another. I certainly won't
be able to convey, without your actually seeing them, just
how screwed up Hannah and Annie are in their younger days.
Ticks painful to watch
Steadman imbues Annie with just about every herky-jerky
physical tic known to man. To begin with, she's so horrified
with the proposition of living an actual life, she's
developed a psychosomatic case of dermatitis that (as Hannah
says) makes the right side of her face look like she's been
"doing a tango with a cheese grater."
Annie also avoids eye contact at all times, twitches and
jerks her head around like a spooked sparrow, and stammers
uncontrollably every time she tries to speak.
Cartlidge's Hannah is a verbally aggressive wacko who talks a
mile-a-minute and uses her hand as a little puppet whenever
she has to say something that's going to be a little bit too
true. These college scenes, with the exception of one nice
sequence in which the girls chat up an equally disturbed
classmate of Hannah's (well-played by Joe Tucker), feel more
like an extended, exceptionally cruel dorm argument.
Everyone just bitches and twitches while Leigh lines the
soundtrack with every song recorded by The Cure before 1988.
I kept breathing a sigh of relief every time the story
flashed forward again, and we were able to spend some time
with the now-simmering women. I have to say, though, it's a
tad difficult to believe that the quivering wrecks we were
watching could possibly turn into sharply dressed business
women within the span of six years.
A series of ridiculous coincidences
One great scene involves an apartment-hunting expedition for
Annie. Hannah trails along as they check out one exceptional
flat that's currently occupied by a lecherous, dope-smoking
drunk. His attempts to seduce them have little to do with
the plot, but they're funny, and the scene contains the
movie's sharpest line: As she gazes out the window at the
city below, Annie caustically opines, "I suppose on a clear
day you can see the class struggle from here."
This scene is followed by three absolutely ridiculous
coincidences in which the women stumble across an old beau
who once broke their hearts, as well as the an old roommate
and the previously mentioned chum played by Tucker.
This is plain old bad, and Leigh knows it. He makes sure
both women state several times how amazing it is that they're
suddenly seeing all these people that they haven't laid eyes
on in years (within minutes of each other, I might add), but,
uh-uh. That ain't gonna cut it. A single screenwriter would
have cut it immediately. Editing isn't always an option,
though, when five or six people are inventing the story as if
it's a free-form dance. Too many cooks.
Leigh cranks out work at a rate that's matched in our popular
culture only by Neil Young (of all people). He's a truly
gifted director, and another film will be coming down the
pike soon. "Career Girls" doesn't sizzle. It fizzles. I
sure hope he drags Cartlidge and Steadman along with him when
he moves to higher ground.
"Career Girls" contains profanity, nudity, a sex scene, and
an unsightly skin ailment. The generic score is co-written
by Marianne-Jean Baptiste, who co-starred in "Secrets and
Lies." Rated R. 87 minutes.