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Director : Ray Lawrence
Producer : Jan Chapman
Screenwriter : Anthony Bovell
Starring : Anthony LaPaglia, Geoffrey Rush, Barbara Hershey, Kerry Armstrong, Rachael Blake, Vince Colosimo
Men have feelings too. Men cry, despite the stigma attached to their gender,
or at least they want to more than they let on. It’s all societal
conditioning. That’s the pretentious premise of this never-ending, two-hour
look at couple dysfunction.
With a highly acclaimed cast that includes Anthony LaPaglia, Barbara Hershey,
and Geoffrey Rush you would hope this idea would provide great material for
such illustrious actors to sink their teeth into. Unfortunately, having been
adapted for the screen from a play, by the playwright himself, much of the
emotional impact is lost in overwhelmingly dramatic dialogue.
Valerie (Hershey), married to John (Rush), is a therapist, and her patients’
lives are starting to intrude on her own mental state. Her daughter was
horribly murdered two years before and her marriage has been stagnant ever
since. She and John love each other but cannot connect. One of Valerie’s
patients, Patrick, is a homosexual who continually talks of an affair with a
married man. Slowly, Valerie becomes convinced that the divide between she and
John is larger than she thought, possibly as a result of Patrick.
Then there’s Leon (LaPaglia) a cop married to the beautiful and vibrant Sonja
(Kerry Armstrong), who is secretly going to Valerie for therapy. Leon is
having an affair with Jane (Rachael Blake), though he is still in love with his
wife, as an attempt to feel something. Jane herself is consistently lonely
after separating from her husband and often spies on the family next door.
These circles become claustrophobic because Valerie suddenly disappears one
evening. Leon is put on the case as a detective and breaks off his affair with
Jane, but still can’t get his life in order. These factors combine to create
many a scene in which men are trying to express emotions and mistakes to one
another, and fail miserably.
To give the film some credit, it is able to portray masculine anxiety in
reacting to a situation too much like a stereotypical woman would. The real
problem is that during sympathetic moments, emotive speeches seem forced on all
the characters that are uttering them. While the acting is basically
impeccable, the conversations are unreal and difficult to accept, even at their
most dramatic climaxes. It doesn’t help that, when these men are trying to
talk to one another, there is repetitive whining about how men aren’t suppose
to cry or show emotion.
Still, what keeps things interesting is that every person involved is heavily
flawed. They lie and cheat and find it difficult to learn from their
mistakes. There’s always hope, in a new scene filled with tension, that some
kind of new barrier will be breached, that some catharsis will come through.
The plot is hazy enough, as are its characters, that any growth or change is
unpredictable. To see the little details that spring from the characters’
effects on each other rings true enough.
What also works are the dysfunctional marriage scenes between husband and
wife. Communication comes through looks and stares instead of accusatory
speeches. The annoying chatter present when it’s two movie-character men
talking is thankfully left out.
Lantana’s strengths and weaknesses, like its characters, balance each other
out. Not a flaw can be found in how it articulates difficulty within a
marriage. If only it would stop complaining about how men are raised.
Only a couple of extras on the Lantana DVD -- a trailer and a behind-the-scenes
documentary. Unfortunately neither of these explains what "Lantana" actually
is....
Reviewed as part of our 2001 Mill Valley Film Festival coverage.
Chick in the woods.
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" OK "
Rating: NR, 2001