Chappaquiddick (John Curran, 2018)
Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 7:18 am
Chappaquiddick (John Curran)
One thing I'll say about this film is that it's admirably restrained. It fills in some unknown details, obviously, and not in ways that are very flattering to Kennedy, but nothing all that salacious or unfair. Frankly, it's shockingly responsible, and who could have guessed that?
Still, I was struck by how little insight the movie had into the incident. Like virtually everyone I'm sure, the filmmakers seem to think that there's something awfully shady about what happened, but damned if they know what. So the result is pretty strange - it's a film that wants to be about corruption but doesn't really have the goods. Kennedy, of course, pleaded guilty to leaving the scene of the accident, but even the way this film portrays the events, it seems at least possible if not outright likely that that's all he was really guilty of. Or at the very least, that it's all that he would have been convicted of, even if he wasn't famous and rich.
To be sure, there's a lot of effort to show how the law bends over backwards to accommodate the Kennedys, and of course the lawyers and fixers do their lawyer and fixer stuff, but it's strange how little actual effect all this seems to have. In fact, for the most part it all backfires, to the extent that if a Martian were to watch this to gauge the fairness of the legal system, he might well conclude that the system is largely immune to the sway of money and power. And yet it's hard to escape the feeling that the film doesn't see things the same way - it's a movie whose narrative is pulling against the themes.
And honestly, it's not really very good anyway. Curran's direction is extremely bland and never establishes any kind of mood - the Kennedy compound must have been a chaotic place during that week, but the film never gives any sense of what that must have been like. Apparently Teddy just had a couple of mostly laid-back meetings with the lawyers and Bob McNamara, whose tentacles were truly in everything back in those days. There's an attempt to tie in the moon landing, both narratively and thematically as a symbol of the Kennedy mystique or something, that didn't seem very well thought out and fell flat for me. And while he uncannily looks the part, Jason Clarke is sort of awful in this, with a one-note (i.e., blank-stared sullenness) performance devoid of any charisma whatsoever. To his credit, though, he takes it easy on the accent, so at least we're spared that.
One thing I'll say about this film is that it's admirably restrained. It fills in some unknown details, obviously, and not in ways that are very flattering to Kennedy, but nothing all that salacious or unfair. Frankly, it's shockingly responsible, and who could have guessed that?
Still, I was struck by how little insight the movie had into the incident. Like virtually everyone I'm sure, the filmmakers seem to think that there's something awfully shady about what happened, but damned if they know what. So the result is pretty strange - it's a film that wants to be about corruption but doesn't really have the goods. Kennedy, of course, pleaded guilty to leaving the scene of the accident, but even the way this film portrays the events, it seems at least possible if not outright likely that that's all he was really guilty of. Or at the very least, that it's all that he would have been convicted of, even if he wasn't famous and rich.
To be sure, there's a lot of effort to show how the law bends over backwards to accommodate the Kennedys, and of course the lawyers and fixers do their lawyer and fixer stuff, but it's strange how little actual effect all this seems to have. In fact, for the most part it all backfires, to the extent that if a Martian were to watch this to gauge the fairness of the legal system, he might well conclude that the system is largely immune to the sway of money and power. And yet it's hard to escape the feeling that the film doesn't see things the same way - it's a movie whose narrative is pulling against the themes.
And honestly, it's not really very good anyway. Curran's direction is extremely bland and never establishes any kind of mood - the Kennedy compound must have been a chaotic place during that week, but the film never gives any sense of what that must have been like. Apparently Teddy just had a couple of mostly laid-back meetings with the lawyers and Bob McNamara, whose tentacles were truly in everything back in those days. There's an attempt to tie in the moon landing, both narratively and thematically as a symbol of the Kennedy mystique or something, that didn't seem very well thought out and fell flat for me. And while he uncannily looks the part, Jason Clarke is sort of awful in this, with a one-note (i.e., blank-stared sullenness) performance devoid of any charisma whatsoever. To his credit, though, he takes it easy on the accent, so at least we're spared that.