Unfairly bashed by critics as self-consciously quirky and "hipster,"
"Jesus Henry Christ" is a entertainingly quirky little film, featuring
highly intelligent characters who must find their own way towards being
happy.
Henry James Herman (Jason Spevack) is an enigma, a brilliant youngster
raised by his single mother Patricia (Toni Collette.) Henry has a
keenly incisive mind and a photographic memory, but there is one thing
he doesn't know... who his dad, an anonymous sperm donor, is.
Enter dweeby professor Slavkin O'Hara (Michael Sheen), whose latest
mistake is putting his 12-year-old daughter Audrey (Samantha
Weinstein)'s face on his new book, Made Gay or Born That Way? Audrey,
as it turns out, is gay, but she's not ready to be outed just yet, and
Slavkin's bug-up provokes the merciless taunts of her peers.
Okay. Forget that well-loved pop-up book you cherished when you were
eight. If you know Tim Burton in the slightest, you won't need to be
told this isn't anything like that. Fans of the director's work- Beetlejuice, The Nightmare Before Christmas, even Sweeney Todd- will allow him to take the story from Lewis Carroll's hands and adapt --
hence, take great liberties with it. Others will wince at the special
effects and try to call a brightly colored, non-Burtonized Wonderland to
their mind.
First, though, let me make something clear -- I
like Tim Burton very much. I know that we live in a society where
children watch Saw and Pulp Fiction
with wild abandon, but I think kids should watch kid's movies up until a
certain age. I did not categorize this as "family" because I don't think
should be considered that by a long shot. I remember at one time
literally covering my mouth with my hand and considering the
ludicrousness of the PG rating.
Within a span of a couple of years, two indie films with very similar premises hit festivals, their names being We Need to Talk About Kevin and Beautiful Boy. I have just seen the latter, a tremendously acted film that deals with the aftermath of rather than the build-up to a school shooting, and concentrates on the grieving parents of the shooter.
The tagline of this movie, "Everything seemed perfect... Everything would change" is grossly inaccurate, as the group in question is not a happy family. Katie and Bill (Maria Bello and Michael Sheen) are trapped in a failing marriage to the point of sleeping in separate beds, while college student Sam (Kyle Gallner) is suicidally depressed and can barely contain his tears as he talks to his parents by phone, as it turns out, for the last time.
Beautiful Boy's shooter does not seem to be a psychopath, as We Need to Talk About Kevin's promos show their angry young man to be. Rather, he seems to be a deeply unhappy person who irrationally not only wants to die, but wants to take some people with him.
Frankly, I don't agree with the film's statement that "it's nobody's fault." Except in some rare cases, people are to some degree responsible for their own actions. If you say it is in no way the shooter's fault, you're taking away his role as perpetrator. Should we say the same for rapists? Pedophiles? If you don't consider the kid a monster, fine (nor do I), but give me something here.
Paired with the son's seemingly average home life, this makes the film's act of violence rather puzzling.
What really stands out is the acting, Maria Bello, primarily, but also Michael Sheen, Kyle Gallner, and Alan Tudyk (from the great series Firefly) as the concerned brother. The peculiarly named Moon Bloodgood and Meat Loaf are decent too, though not notably so.
Some of Beautiful Boy reminded me of Todd Fields' In The Bedroom, the guilt, the blame-placing, and the grief, without the relentless grimness of Fields film.
One plus is the minimal use of music to make a point, which is always applied with buzz kill in mainstream American films. Beautiful Boy is an emotional film -- try to watch the scene where the parents receive the news without your lip a-quivering, and excellently acted, but a certain something from being an "unforgettable film."
It may be the sentimentality or naivete placed deep within the script or the fact that, although there are many characters to care about, there are none who blow you away. I'm interested to see what We Need to Talk About Kevin does with the subject matter, and whether it surpasses this in content or style.