The Weight of Water
TIFF [2000]
(USA/FRANCE 2000)110 minutes
Cast: Sean Penn, Elizabeth Hurley, Catherine McCormack, Sarah Polley,
Josh Lucas
Written by Alice Arlen and Christopher Kyle
Based on the novel by Anita Shreve
Directed by Kathryn Bigelow
The Story
Photojournalist Jean Janes, accompanied by her novelist husband Thomas,
her brother-in-law Rich and Rich's new girlfriend Adaline, journeys by
yacht to Smuttynose, off the coast of New Hampshire, to photograph the
site of a sensational axe murder that occurred a century earlier in which
two women were killed. Having unearthed an account of the murders by an
eyewitness, Jane learns of the specifics leading up to the deaths: in
1873, newlywed Maren Hontvedt emigrates from Norway with husband John
and becomes confined to a dutiful solitary life. Within months, Maren's
sister, brother, and sister-in-law join them on the island, and a mysterious
lodger moves in. Jean becomes engrossed in the case and jealous of Adaline's
obvious erotic allure to Thomas, and in parallel stories, both women's
respective jealousies and tension explode into violence against the backdrop
of a raging Atlantic Ocean.
ROBERT L'S REVIEW
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Elizabeth Hurley--well, she sure looks
great undressed (don't hold your breath for any "Weight
Of Water" McFarlane Toys action figures)...
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Kathryn Bigelow, the talented director of such undervalued gems
as "Strange Days", "Blue Steel", and
"Near Dark" (erroneously introduced as "the
director of the seminal teen classic "After Dark"),
decided to abandon her gifts in the action/noir genre for "serious"
fare of the worst kind. "The Weight Of Water" is another
handsomely-shot, pretentious mess, shamelessly aiming for Oscar®
and critical kudos while forgetting to tell a compelling story. At least
the similarly murky "Time and Tide"
had gunplay--this one has moody novelist Sean Penn quoting T.S.
Eliot to take his mind off the fact that a bikini-clad Liz Hurley
is sucking on an ice cube suggestively. Meanwhile, in the backstory
(the entire film IS backstory!), Sarah Polley is stuck in a dreary
Maritime marriage that results in several bodies and an "unsolved
mystery" that's really not all that mysterious (although apparently
based on an actual double-murder on the Isles of Shoals in 1873).
Somehow, the viewer is supposed to draw parallels between Maren's repressed
life in an arranged marriage, and Jean's snippy relationship with philandering
Thomas in present day. Granted, I'm not a woman, but I found it hard
to equate living a life as a domestic slave in a cramped seaside dump
with that of travelling to exotic locations for a living, while enduring
tiresome literary quotes from a hack with a wandering eye. When the
climax turned into a series of crosscuts between a gothic Lizzie Borden
riff and a remake of "The Perfect Storm", I relented
to the weight of the preposterousness of this film and counted the looong
minutes until the end credits.
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Talk Back
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Sean Penn, in town for the TIFF, refused to do any local publicity
for "Weight Of Water", and after watching his phoned-in
performance, it's not hard to understand why--I suspect we won't be
seeing clips from this one when he's up for a royal rump-kissing on
"Inside The Actors' Studio". Catherine McCormack,
so memorable in "Shadow Of
The Vampire", does little here but fret and frown. Elizabeth
Hurley--well, she sure looks great undressed (don't hold your breath
for any "Weight Of Water" McFarlane Toys action figures).
The best turn comes from the always-reliable Canadian actress Sarah
Polley, whose haunted features illuminate tense, eerie scenes that
play like they're from another film entirely, and come to think of it,
aren't they?
Polley and gorgeous Halifax locations aside, "The Weight Of
Water" is strictly the stuff of small screen "Oprah's
Book Club" adaptations and likely won't be remembered at Oscar®-or-any-other
time.
- Robert
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