20th Century
Women
Directed by: Mike Mills.
Written by: Mike Mills.
Starring: Annette Bening (Dorothea),
Greta Gerwig (Abbie), Elle Fanning (Julie), Lucas Jade Zumann (Jamie), Billy
Crudup (William), Alia Shawkat (Trish).
Like
his last film, Beginners (2011), writer-director Mike Mills based his latest,
20th Century Women, on his own life. Beginners was about his father
(played in an Oscar winning performance by Christopher Plummer), who comes out
as gay in his 80s, shortly after his wife of 40 years (Mary Kay Pace) died.
He’s known he was gay for years, but didn’t want to end his marriage –
something he thought was kind, but was actually more than a little cruel (in
that film, the mother is clearly miserable – trapped in a loveless marriage
that she, as well, doesn’t leave). 20th Century Women is about that
woman – who is clearly the same character, even though she’s now played by
Annette Bening, and unlike in Beginners, actually does get a divorce from her
husband (entirely absent here). The film takes place in 1979, and Dorothea
(Bening), who had her now 15 year old son Jamie (Lucas Jade Zumann) when she
was 40 is unsure if she is enough to raise Jamie to be a good man. She enlists
those around her to help. She lives in a ramshackle house in Southern
California, with a couple of tenants – Abbie (Greta Gerwig), a 20-something
would-be rebel, who is recovering from cervical cancer which has completely
thrown her life off course, and William (Billy Crudup), a kind of handyman, who
hasn’t quite grasped the ‘60s are over, although he’s well-meaning enough.
Dorothea tried to have William be a positive male role model for Jamie – but
that didn’t take, so now she’s reaching out to Abbie, and Jamie’s best friend –
Julie (Elle Fanning), a couple years older, hoping that if they share their
life with Jamie, he will grow up better.
To
be honest, this whole plot about Abbie and Julie helping to raise Jamie is
easily the weakest part in the film. It feels contrived in a way that the rest
of the film doesn’t, and every time anyone discusses the arrangement, the film
hits a false note. That’s too bad, because when the film is simply sitting back
and observing these characters, it’s excellent. It’s that rare film in which
you truly do get the sense that you get to know the main characters – aided by
Mills decision to (as he did in Beginners), provide voiceovers letting you know
where these characters are going to end up. That puts a kind of bittersweet
coda to the film – but rings true. These characters are incredibly close, a
makeshift family for this specific time in their lives – but they aren’t a real
family, and will drift apart. The other weak part of the film, aside from the
contrived plot, is oddly Jamie himself – who we assume is based on Mills.
Unlike Dorothea and Abbie and Julie – and hell, even William – he isn’t a
particularly interesting character, and it forces the narrative into a familiar
coming-of-age arc.
These flaws standout in 20th
Century Women mostly because while the film resembles a Sundance-ready hit
indie film – a dramedy about a group of quirky people dealing with their
quirkiness – the film feels more realistic than those, more lived in. The
contrivances stand out in other words, because the vast majority of the film
isn’t contrived at all – and those are the parts that border in greatness. Bening
is excellent as Dorothea, a woman who truly is trying. Trying to understand her
son, trying to understand the times she lives in (she is a product of the
Depression, and much of what she seems is strange to her). Yet, unlike typical
movie parents – or many parents in real life, she doesn’t try to shut down what
she doesn’t understand, but actively tries to understand it. She follows Abbie
to clubs playing punk music – even if she hates it (one of the best scenes in
the film is when she and William listen to Black Flag and the Talking Heads
back-to-back – and together they wonder if Black Flag know they’re terrible –
they think they do). As Dorothea, Bening actually seems to be listening to
everything be said around her, taking it all in, and trying to process it. It’s
a marvelous performance. Greta Gerwig is equally good as Abbie – on the
surface, adding another lovable, 20-something eccentric to her resume, and to
an extent she is. But her Abbie has more weight than most – she’s had to deal
with cancer, which has thrown her life off-balance. She’s supposed to be in the
art scene in New York – where she was briefly, and was happy, and now she’s
dealing with some pretty heavy stuff that she shouldn’t have to. It ranks among
her best work to date. And Elle Fanning continues her string of strong
performances – even if on the surface, the concept of a depressed,
chain-smoking teenage girl who acts out against her life with promiscuous
behavior seems clichéd on the surface, she finds interesting depths to it.
Fanning continues to impress – adding this to her impressive work in The Neon
Demon, Ginger & Rosa, Super 8 and Somewhere among others.
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