American Beauty

Reviewed by: Jack Vincennes

November 13, 1999

 

Hollywood conceits come in many forms. In a Denzel Washington/John Lithgow film called "Ricochet" the idiom of the inner city is abused by Hollywood in a scene with Washington, as the good black man who "made it out" and Ice T, as the drug lord who is still "in." Their exchange is gussied up "Shaft", with a dash of morality and emphasis on "bru - tha'". But that's what happens when you let Hollywood depict your inner city conversation (in fact, the screenwriters wanted Washington to conclude the film with "You can kiss my black ass!" but he refused).

Hollywood thinks it has a better handle on suburbia, the vast wasteland that has spawned so many disgruntled screenwriters. You would think that this overwhelmingly well-heeled market group would have a keen insight into the corner of Grove and Maple. It turns out their grasp is no more firm with strip malls than "the 'hood."

Which brings me to American Beauty, a false film of suburban decay. Kevin Spacey has a midlife crisis, though it really isn't a true midlife crisis, because he is married to Annette Bening, and she is so cartoonishly gruesome that Spacey's crisis seems less a subject of introspection than one of survival. Bening approaches her character as Martha Stewart on methampehtamine (and that's the joke - get it? - because Martha Stewart is so insidious). She is absurdist and all the screwed up mentalities that emanate from her husband and daughter are very ho hum, given her shrill psychoses. And then there is the tranquilized housewife neighbor, and the homophbic (or is he?) Marine neighbor, and the disaffected, let down teens. And the pimp. You know, the black, shuffling pimp. He's there too.

What is good about the film? A few things. It ends tidy. Spacey plays decidedly above the material (though, being the only empathetic character, he is difficult to judge because you beg for his return during every one of his absences).

But what is bad is really quite awful. The characters are abused rather than drawn. If you can't see what is coming in most scenes of emotional turbulence, you have not been watching enough "Must See TV." The use of Bening as Mothra the Suburban Scene Eating Hydra not only minimizes most character reaction, but it is borderline offensive. I was reminded of her husband's use of urban blacks in "Bulworth" - sure, they got his character where he needed to be, but at what cost to them? Similarly, Bening is so demonized and dehumanized - all for the illumination of Spacey - that you pity her as an actress.

 

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