Sunday, January 12, 2014

American Hustle


Back in the 90’s when The Crying Game was a popular movie, David Spade said on Saturday Night Live: “I’m about to reveal the big secret about The Crying Game… (whispering) it’s overrated…”

That joke came to mind when I was watching American Hustle, at least during the first lazy hour. With all the high praise the film has been getting, I guess I just expected more.

You wouldn't want to know any of these people in real life, or trust them with anything important.  There’s a popular American literary tradition to change con men and misfits into working-class heroes. The trouble with American Hustle is that you don’t have much to work with on either side of the law.

The lead characters – played deftly by (in order) Christian Bale, Jennifer Lawrence, Amy Adams and Bradley Cooper – do grow on you near the end of the improbable and fictional ending. But it’s a bumpy ride. The two best characters are the mafia don from Miami and Cooper’s boss at the FBI who is the true working-class hero of the story. They’re played with aplomb in their brief scenes and I’ll keep that actors a secret because they’re about the best things in this movie.

David O. Russell directs and, as with his previous film Silver Linings Playbook, gets the most out of his actors and weak story. American Hustle is based upon an obscure, late-70’s scandal known by the racist moniker Arab Scam which was shortened to Abscam.  It netted some local politicians, a couple of US congressmen and a Senator. While the convictions were upheld, the methods employed by some ambitious FBI agents helped rewrite the laws when it came to such investigations, making it much harder to nab the 'real' bad guys.

How does Christian Bale complete his character's awful combover? 
A shaved belly visible in other scenes may provide a clue.

What is done extremely well is recreating the kitsch of that era with all its butterfly-collared, gold chain glory. One of the best scenes takes place in a disco straight from Saturday Night Fever and, man, can Amy Adams and Bradley Cooper dance. I've never seen a sexier rendition of the Bust Stop.

But all that glitter doesn't make up for the fact that this movie takes forever to get off the ground and when it does, the flight is short and they run out of cheesey goldfish. A little research showed that the ending is just complete fantasy.

This is definitely a movie to rent a few weeks from now. While it may garner some awards for acting, sets and costumes, it gets nothing more than two Wilders from me.


 



Our Overlooked Film of Significance for the Week: I really like Amy Adams and there is any number of her films worth watching that you've probably missed. I would recommend Enchanted because it is so improbably good. A fairy tale character (Adams) gets sucked into contemporary New York City having to deal with all the drudgery of daily life with which the rest of us must contend.


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