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''Hopeless emptiness. Now you've said it. Plenty of people are onto the emptiness, but it takes real guts to see the hopelessness.''
A young couple living in a Connecticut suburb during the mid-1950s struggle to come to terms with their personal problems while trying to raise their two children. Based on a novel by Richard Yates.
Leonardo DiCaprio: Frank Wheeler
It's been a long ten years since Sam Mendes' debut picture American Beauty. That's a really long time for audiences and fans of Mendes. People forget a film's essence and directors reintegrate old idealologies into a new piece of film, to the shocking dispair of us film critics. Benjamin Button did that to the humble Forest Gump, and Mendes has done it with his latest project. I'm not bold enough to make the claim that he simply re-did American Beauty as Revolutionary Road but the two are very similar. That's OK since American Beauty won several awards in various countries. It's still a worth a ticket price, but people will forget about this film in five years as American Beauty resurfaces in their minds.
The film is adapted from Richard Yates' extremely well-received novel, first published in 1961. It is an examination of American suburbia that blossomed in the '50s and the problems therein. Now, I think that such an observation would be especially meaningful when made in its own time but not as much now. Many other people, including Mendes himself, have already produced Revolutionary Road in both film and other media. This forces the movie to rely on something additional besides its tired premise. Revolutionary Road offers viewers a disturbingly lifelike representation of a failing marriage. Winslet and DiCaprio are so good that I found myself reveling in the chaos. After their characters marry and become parents, both actors are constantly uneasy and stiffened by uneasiness. Neither portrayal is subdued, but rather fiery and inflamed, bordering on hatred even. Even when they are not verbally abusing each other, both are under veils of artificial emotion. There are no feel-good elements to the picture. Revolutionary Road is as effective as any gruesome exploitative film in never allowing its audience a moment's respite. It's different from American Beauty in that specific way, the story is pessimistic while its parent is inspiring, yet in this way it is truer to life than it's predecessor ever was.
The bulk of the film was centred around their joint decision to uproot their family (and the children whom we rarely see) and move to Paris, so that DiCaprio's Frank would be able to live out his dream, of finding out his true calling. This would mean selling all their assets, crossing the steamship the other way round (which I chuckled at, and wonder if we're really going to see that at all), and having his wife support him (because the Europeans pay secretaries exorbitant salaries) while he mucks around for inspiration to life. This would also mean bidding Sayonara to his dead end job, until Murphy so decides to throw a spanner in the works with Frank gaining much needed recognition.
Kate Winslet's April seemed to be the all-sacrificing wife, until her frequent breakdowns seem to cast doubts on her sanity, having to fight like mad with her husband, only to put on a more cordial front every morning at breakfast. One can only guess that she's doing her best to keep things from breaking down, but there's only a limit to how many holes in a sinking ship you can deter. In fact, the film develops at a pace with which paint dries, and comes alive only when Frank and April trade verbal punches of tidal wave proportions, with hurting insults flying both directions with the threat of physical violence always one step behind, as if in shadow.
''I want to feel things. Really feel them.''
This Revolutionary Road is about the hypocrisy that we are all semi-aware of, yet choose to play the social charade and get a mental kick out of laughing the unrealness of it all behind closed doors, behind other people's backs. The games we play with the intention to hurt will sometimes backfire on ourselves too, and it's almost always never a good thing to be doing something to hit back at the other person, one whom you know you love. But banging it head on also means that it's time to surrender, to submit, but preferably done so in a more civil manner compared to dropping the bombshell and hoping for an expected reaction.
Perhaps in the madness of it all, it takes an ex-mental patient character John (played by Michael Shannon) to become the voice of reason in an insanely fake world that both Frank and April find themselves in. In being crazy, he's granted the excuse to cut through the nonsense and say things as he sees fit, and has some of the best lines in the movie but also being the most accurate in the reading of the characters' expressions. If you think both Frank and April have words that hurt, pay attention to the wise sayings of John.
Based on a novel by Richard Yates, Sam Mandes managed to bring out the best in the chemistry between his two leading stars. Between them, age has not been kind to Winslet, while the additional lines on DiCaprio's face makes him all the more mature, though retaining his baby-faced looks that even made it to the insults their character trades.
Just when everything starts to meander around the themes it set out to explore, and treading in dangerous ground in being too convoluted for its own good, the parting shot was quite verbose in summing everything up quite nicely, in that it pays to switch off at times, or most of the times if you will, in order to keep things as sane as possible without the opportunity of being misread that you're uncooperative, or unwilling to lend a listening ear. Very poignant, emotionally turbulent and chillingly close to reality.
'Look at us. We're just like everyone else. We've bought into the same, ridiculous delusion.''
8/10
