Review: 'Rainmaker' cast outshines lackluster plot
December 10, 1997
Web posted at: 5:01 p.m. EST (2201 GMT)
From Reviewer Paul Tatara
(CNN) -- I have to be honest. If there were never another
John Grisham movie made in my lifetime, I would simply aim my
attention at something that holds more interest for me, like
wood-burning or decoupage. I've never figured out why so
many people are so vastly impressed with seeing "mean"
lawyers get out-dueled by "nice" lawyers.
First of all, the categories are misleading; it's like making
a distinction between rabid Rottweilers and rabid Chihuahuas.
Outside of that, though, I often have trouble uncovering the
inherent drama in Grisham's stories. Guys in great suits
flinging writs at each other and trotting out surprise
witnesses, while spectators get bug-eyed and go
"harrumph-harrumph" never do, and never will, float my boat.
So imagine my surprise to find that I enjoyed a whole lot of
"The Rainmaker," Francis Ford Coppola's messy-but-likable
adaptation of Grisham's 273rd consecutive novel featuring a
boyish lawyer putting his foot down and defeating mannish
lawyers, thus becoming a mannish boy lawyer.
Don't be expecting the sure-handed direction that guided such
masterpieces as "The Godfather" and "The Conversation,"
however. This is the Coppola who's periodically
flat-out-of-money and has to do something, anything, to get
his American Zoetrope production company back on its feet.
Characters are believable
Coppola himself has said as much in interviews concerning
"The Rainmaker," and his lack of real obsession with the
story (the modus operandi behind his greatest films) begins
to show like a guilty conscience in the courtroom-bound
second half of the movie.
Relative newcomer Matt Damon gives an impressive high-stakes
performance as Rudy Baylor, the wet-behind-the-ears lawyer
who enters his very first case in Grisham-like fashion,
against a powerful insurance company that callously refused
to pay for a bone-marrow transplant that could have saved a
young leukemia victim's life.
Having grown up in Alabama (and having spent my share of time
in Memphis, where "The Rainmaker" takes place), I'm always
extremely leery of non-southern actors putting on a drawl to
give their performances a more "authentic" "Hee-Haw" sound.
In what could be a first, all of the actors in "The
Rainmaker" get the nuances of southern dialect and
self-consciously gracious mannerisms down cold.
Even Mickey Rourke, who briefly plays an over-tanned,
flamboyantly crooked lawyer named "Bruiser," is casually
believable. Considering Rourke's vomitous output since a
great performance in "Diner" nearly 20 years ago, this is a
miraculous development. Coppola, of course, has always had a
gift for wringing finely-tuned characterizations from his
cast, so a lot of the credit probably has to go to the Big
Guy.
DeVito shines in comic performance
There's also top-notch work from Mary Kay Place, as the
mother of the deceased boy; Danny DeVito as Damon's
weasely-but-committed law firm partner; Claire Danes as an
abused woman who winds up in the arms of Damon's sensitive,
caring lawyer; Virginia Madsen as a (surprise!) surprise
witness; and John Voight as (a baldly clichéd) smug
super-lawyer for the defense. The slightly nutty supporting
cast also includes uncredited performances from Danny Glover
as a sympathetic judge and Roy Scheider as the evil head of
the conniving insurance company. Whew!
Coppola wrote the screenplay himself (with narration by
Michael Herr, who was responsible for the voice-overs in
"Apocalypse Now"), so it surprises me a little bit that he
could create fairly sharp characters for such an impressive
cast while having them inhabit an often-inane, unfocused
story. For the first half of the film, when Damon is just
getting his sea legs as a lawyer, the story has a funky,
funny zip to it.
DeVito is hilarious while showing the new kid the
ambulance-chaser ropes, and Damon himself loses his innocence
in amusing increments, but as we get closer to the trial
things start to get way out of hand.
Film bogs down in second half
I think Claire Danes is great. She's got a gangly, deer-like
quality about her that immediately makes you want to protect
her from interlopers. The scene when Damon first approaches
her in the hospital after realizing that her husband has
brutally beaten her with an aluminum bat is tender and
extremely sweet. (The husband is played by Andrew Shue, who
has next-to-no lines. Further proof that Coppola knows how
to handle his actors.)
I was far more interested in this relationship than any other
in the movie, but Coppola eventually seems to tire of it.
Danes disappears for long stretches of the film, and, after
winding up in jail for defending herself against her husband,
the entire story line is wrapped up in literally one
sentence! Coppola, who has three Oscars for Best Screenplay
on his mantle, inexplicably fails Sub-Plot Writing 101.
Though there's some fun stuff going on in the courtroom --and
the performances remain uniformly fine -- the long second
half of the film is too reliant on cute prosecution stunts to
be believable.
Besides that, Damon's Rudy isn't just wet-behind-the-ears,
he's wet behind his entire body! Some of the stuff that he
doesn't know about courtroom procedure (such as asking the
judge's permission to approach a witness) can be easily
grasped while watching a couple episodes of "Perry Mason,"
let alone graduating from Memphis State.
At least the final showdown is more interesting than
something like "A Few Good Men," in which the main bad guy is
goosed into shouting out that he's guilty while on the stand.
Case dismissed.
"The Rainmaker" has one violent showdown between Damon and
Shue, as well as the aftermath of Shue's beating the angelic
Danes. Some profanity. The fashion-sensitive should be
warned that Rourke wears a white belt with his suit. Rated
PG-13. 137 minutes.