The Right Film at the Right Time

Frank Rich has a way of putting things, particularly when he’s putting a film in its proper cultural context. Jason Reitman’s Up in the Air, he says, strikes a chord with weary Americans, and indeed, it’s difficult to watch Up in the Air and not feel what’s going on right now, as many of us fight to hold on to what our families need. Here is Rich:

In rolling out his latest jobs initiative last week, President Obama said, “Sometimes it’s hard to break out of the bubble here in Washington and remind ourselves that behind these statistics are people’s lives, their capacity to do right by their families.” True enough, and in this movie you see a few of the lives behind the statistics, however fleetingly. But the point of “Up in the Air” is not to deliver the message that mass unemployment is a terrible tragedy. We hardly need a movie — or a politician — to deliver that news at this late date.

What gives our Great Recession its particular darkness — and gives this film its haunting afterlife — is the disconnect between the corporate culture that is dictating the firing and the rest of us. In the shorthand of the day, it’s the dichotomy between Wall Street and Main Street, though that oversimplifies the divide. This disconnect isn’t just about the huge gap in income between the financial sector and the rest of America. Nor is it just about the inequities of a government bailout that rescued the irresponsible bankers who helped crash the economy while shortchanging the innocent victims of their reckless gambles. What “Up in the Air” captures is less didactic. It makes palpable the cultural and even physical chasm that opened up between the two Americas for years before the financial collapse.