Holden Pike
01-27-02, 11:12 PM
Storytelling is the new film by Todd Solondz, the young weirdo responsible for Welcome to the Dollhouse (1996) and Happiness (1998). While Storytelling is every bit as daring as those first two efforts (pushing the envelope a little further in one scene), I don't think it's as successful.
This is a more self-aware exercise from Solondz, and as such I wasn't ever involved in it other than on some distant intellectual level. Maybe that was the point, but if so it didn't work for me ultimately, even as primarily a thinkpiece.
Welcome to the Dollhouse is twisted and dark, but there was something universal about it too. Not in the specifics (hopefully), but in that sense of alienation and frustration that those of us who were less-than-popular in middle school can plug into. Similarly in Happiness, even though the specific characters and incidents aren't relateable to anything in my life, the underlying tone of lonliness and the non-judgemental way the characters were presented made for a fascinating and unique flick.
Those kinds of chords weren't struck for me with Storytelling. At times I got the feeling that Solondz was making the movie just to see if those of us who did become invested in Dollhouse and Happiness would blink, if we'd still find his work dark and weird and wonderful, or if it would just be dark and weird. There are some very effective moments in Storytelling, and many of the points Solondz makes about the perception of art - or at least movies as art, are valid. I just wish he had found another vehicle to express them through, a narrative where we could discover those truths rather than a self-conscious exercise where that is seemingly the only point.
And like his other two films, there are going to be a couple scenes that will have the easily offended running for the exits in moral outrage. The "worst" scene in Storytelling is probably worse than anything in the others, but I suppose a lot of that will depend on your personal taste.
That moment, which without saying what characters are involved or the context is a sex scene, is very strange on another level: Solondz decided to appease the MPAA by censoring the graphic visual nature of it himself. A digital character was added, as in Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut, to block the "offending" images. But in a defiant and comical way, the character is a large red rectangle that completely covers the two people involved in this act. This rectangle is a microcosm of what I don't like about the movie. As an idea it's quite right, even fitfully funny. But what it does to the flow of the narrative is beyond distracting, and instead of adding one element or tone to the overall film, it overwhelms and becomes the point. While the rest of the examples I could site aren't as outrageous and obviously defined as a gigantic red rectangle, their effect is exactly the same. I tried going with that principle, to view it as an exercise rather than a narrative, but I found I just didn't care. Maybe I'll grow fonder of it somewhere down the line with repeated viewings and time to digest it all, but I doubt it.
Anyone bored with not only mainstream multiplex fare but also the marketed "Indie" stuff will want to seek this out, perhaps for its shock value alone. And anyone who is interested in Solondz's work won't have wasted a trip, even if you don't particularly like it by the time the final credits role. But everybody else better steer clear.
Grade C+
This is a more self-aware exercise from Solondz, and as such I wasn't ever involved in it other than on some distant intellectual level. Maybe that was the point, but if so it didn't work for me ultimately, even as primarily a thinkpiece.
Welcome to the Dollhouse is twisted and dark, but there was something universal about it too. Not in the specifics (hopefully), but in that sense of alienation and frustration that those of us who were less-than-popular in middle school can plug into. Similarly in Happiness, even though the specific characters and incidents aren't relateable to anything in my life, the underlying tone of lonliness and the non-judgemental way the characters were presented made for a fascinating and unique flick.
Those kinds of chords weren't struck for me with Storytelling. At times I got the feeling that Solondz was making the movie just to see if those of us who did become invested in Dollhouse and Happiness would blink, if we'd still find his work dark and weird and wonderful, or if it would just be dark and weird. There are some very effective moments in Storytelling, and many of the points Solondz makes about the perception of art - or at least movies as art, are valid. I just wish he had found another vehicle to express them through, a narrative where we could discover those truths rather than a self-conscious exercise where that is seemingly the only point.
And like his other two films, there are going to be a couple scenes that will have the easily offended running for the exits in moral outrage. The "worst" scene in Storytelling is probably worse than anything in the others, but I suppose a lot of that will depend on your personal taste.
That moment, which without saying what characters are involved or the context is a sex scene, is very strange on another level: Solondz decided to appease the MPAA by censoring the graphic visual nature of it himself. A digital character was added, as in Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut, to block the "offending" images. But in a defiant and comical way, the character is a large red rectangle that completely covers the two people involved in this act. This rectangle is a microcosm of what I don't like about the movie. As an idea it's quite right, even fitfully funny. But what it does to the flow of the narrative is beyond distracting, and instead of adding one element or tone to the overall film, it overwhelms and becomes the point. While the rest of the examples I could site aren't as outrageous and obviously defined as a gigantic red rectangle, their effect is exactly the same. I tried going with that principle, to view it as an exercise rather than a narrative, but I found I just didn't care. Maybe I'll grow fonder of it somewhere down the line with repeated viewings and time to digest it all, but I doubt it.
Anyone bored with not only mainstream multiplex fare but also the marketed "Indie" stuff will want to seek this out, perhaps for its shock value alone. And anyone who is interested in Solondz's work won't have wasted a trip, even if you don't particularly like it by the time the final credits role. But everybody else better steer clear.
Grade C+