25 November 2012
SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK- Review
The themes and subject matter wouldn't necessarily point to that conclusion, but then the charm of the piece lies in its unsophisticated manner. Pat Solitano Jr is a disgraced high-school teacher, who's spent time in a mental institution after nearly beating his ex-wife's lover to death. He has an undiagnosed bi-polar disorder, and so when he's released from the institution, he moves back in with his mother and father, and sets about trying to save his marriage. With a restraining order between himself and that silver lining, he tries to set things right by befriending Tiffany, a young widow who is something of a kindred spirit.
You notice pretty quickly that David O. Russell's version of Philadelphia is almost eerily devoid of traffic, which, as mentioned, means that Pat and Tiffany are free to loiter in the middle of the road for a lot of the film's more dramatic interactions. This also gives the film itself is doing emotional doughnuts all over the tarmac, which is oddly, albeit unintentionally in keeping with the psychological disorder of its main character. The more it turns around, the more dizzy it becomes, and this disorientation sometimes costs the film a sense of intimacy that turns out to be quite essential.
There's also a lingering feeling that you'd rather be watching the movie in which Jennifer Lawrence is the lead, which becomes tougher to shake with every single scene she steals. Tiffany is a markedly different character for the rapidly rising actress, but her performance clearly reaffirms the range of which she is capable, in between essaying iconic female characters like Katniss Everdeen or Mystique. Her towering grief manifests itself in so many different ways as Tiffany tries to wrangle with Pat's condition, as well as her own demons, and I strongly feel that she's the aspect of this film that's most likely to be rewarded throughout awards season. If nothing else, it should serve as a nice reminder of her considerable talents, for those fans who had to endure House At The End Of The Street.
As the film goes on, it becomes a little bit more contrived, which came to the detriment of my earlier investment in the film. The third act is entirely structured around a reason for the ensemble to have a stake in the later scenes, when they should be supporting characters. While Robert De Niro is better in the role of Pat's obsessive-compulsive/superstitious dad than he has been in a while, the larger extent of his involvement still pales in comparison to another majestic matriarchal performance by Jacki Weaver, so why do we need the distraction of those other characters? It's also in the later scenes that the improvisation of dialogue is more obvious, with a couple of stinky lines that once again go to show that so-called naturalism, botched or not, is not a substitute for a great script. These are, however, minor quibbles.
Silver Linings Playbook is now showing in cinemas nationwide.
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