Love And Death on
Long Island
Starring
John Hurt and Jason Priestly
Based on the novel by Gilbert Adair
Written and Directed by Richard Kwietniowski
IN SHORT:
3/4 of a very entertaining, small flick.
As always,
Cranky makes no comparison with Source Material (which is easy since I've
never even heard of the writer Gilbert Adair).
Now what
the hell does cranky mean by 75% of a movie? He means that Love And
Death on Long Island starts in high gear and as it gains focus, it
loses steam. Love And Death is the story of lonely old Englishman
Giles De'Ath, (John Hurt, who has the face for this part and knows
it), and the unrequited love he finds with a movie star teen heart throb.
De'Ath is a writer whose mindset is anchored firmly in the early part
of the twentieth century. He's not old fashioned. He's just way out of
touch with how the real world works.
Sitting in
his office, working in a three piece tweed suit, the man has no concept
of what a videotape player is or how it works (leading to one of the funniest
gags in the flick) or of any modern conveniences like fax machines, answering
machines, PC's. He doesn't watch television. He doesn't go to the movies.
He doesn't drive a car. Were it not for his housekeeper, he'd probably
starve to death on a diet of Tostitos.
Then one
day, at the urging of his agent (who wants to sell adaptations of De'Ath's
books for the big screen) Giles goes to see an adaptation of a novel by
another author. He buys the wrong ticket and winds up watching a Porky's
genre flick called "Hotpants College 2". The film is boring
to the nth degree, but star power radiates from the screen and the widower
Giles falls instantly, madly in love with the star of the film.
Who would
be Ronnie Bostock (Jason Priestly), American TV star turned bad -- as
in he's really not a great actor -- movie star and avowed heterosexual
who's shacked up with his girlfriend Audrey (Fiona Loewi) in a small town
on Long Island.
The fun part
is not in the unrequited love theme. The fun is in, what would be in any
other hands, a "stalkers R us" situation. Giles, this 60ish
old man, comes full blast into the 90s, learning to rent videos, cut pictures
out of teen magazines, and hide his obsession from everyone. Hired to
give a lecture about "The Death of the Future," he pontificates
on the different types of smiles an actor can use. It's a truly adorable
and entertaining bit of work by John Hurt made even moreso by director
Richard Kwietniowski's intercutting shots of Jason Priestly demonstrating
each type of smile.
Giles' obsession
manifests in ways that lead his agent to insist that he take vacation
to clear his head of whatever is messing around up there. The vacation
destination is the same town where Ronnie lives, and from there on in
Love And Death becomes a find the star, befriend the star, confess
to the star story. As it moves from the comedy of out-of-touch/becoming-in-touch
man to the tale of a repressed and desperate longing, it slows down and
rolls over.
On average,
a first run movie ticket will run you Eight Bucks. Were Cranky able to
set his own price to Love And Death on Long Island, he would have
paid . . .
$5.00
Despite the
gay themes, Love And Death on Long Island is not a political flick.
It doesn't try to force home a PC equality statement. It is, if nothing
else, a gentle flick which should leave you all feeling nothing but sadness
for the lonely old man.
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