Woody Allen in Familiar Territory with An Irrational Man
If you’re a Woody Allen fan you’ll recognize his dialogue immediately. Pretentious, lofty academics, vibrant worshipful female students coming on to their professors, the constant dialogue between morality and immorality – it is everything we’ve come to know about what occupies Allen’s inner world. The only difference this time around is that he mercifully cast a younger man, Joaquin Phoenix, in the part he would ordinarily either inhabit himself or give over to a much older actor.
Allen’s early short stories and plays echo through An Irrational Man. He would take a simple setup and inject a fifth business element that would send the characters on a funny, absurdist adventure replete with quirky characters. He doesn’t want to go much deeper or darker with his latest film though he clearly expresses lingering shock and grief over the war in Iraq, impotence, and man’s futility operating a constant hum in the background leading to insurmountable depression. His cure for this is to take action, even if it means committing a capital crime. Man taking action will drive him out of his feelings of futility, which helps to explain why terrorism exists. But an Irrational Man only hints at these themes. Allen seems more concerned with the romantic liaisons of his main character who chooses flavors of women like ice cream.
Phoenix is gifted with a repeating jazz score which mostly works in contrast to his downtrodden, morose personality. Naturally, Emma Stone’s character is drawn to the complicated man she longs to fix. Her boyfriend is a good guy and all but he’s not brilliant, he’s not worldly, he’s not dark, he’s not troubled.
Phoenix’s philosophy teacher has mostly had it with the great minds who talked a lot about the human condition but did nothing about it. When Phoenix and Stone happen to hear a story about a terrible judge, Phoenix sets out to commit the perfect murder. While not screwball like Manhattan Murder Mystery, and not quite a murder thriller like Crimes and Misdemeanors or Match Point, An Irrational Man is nonetheless in the same ballpark — murder mixed with affairs mixed with justice mixed with that ongoing debate Allen keeps having with himself as to whether it’s really a crime being committed if no one ever catches you.
The delight of this film and most every other she stars in, is Emma Stone. Parker Posey plays the older wife of a teacher who likewise throws herself at Phoenix and one wonders why she was cast in this part, which is all but a waste of her comic gifts. Why not just have Emma Stone in the film and leave it at that. Stone is handed the whole film, essentially, and she works well as a Woody Allen muse. She doesn’t have the explosive sexuality of Scarlett Johansson but exists somewhere in between Louise Lasser and Diane Keaton. That hits the sweet spot for what Allen is trying to do with her bright young student character.
Since we’ve gone over the morality of murder in two of his previous films, there doesn’t seem to be a point in rehashing it except that the funny and brilliant thing about this rumination on the issue is that Allen seems to have observed here that one crime can lead to another and another and another as one busily tries to cover it up.
By now, so much of what Woody Allen is doing with his films is putting all of the same pieces back in a can, shaking it up, and dumping them all back out in a slightly different order. In his later years with this film and Midnight in Paris, he is enjoying whimsy a bit more. Does that mean he’s a changed man? Has he found that happiness can indeed be achieved? There will always be that need to try to find out more about Woody by reading what he chooses to write about, a pursuit he rejects of course.
For his part, Phoenix doesn’t do a bad job doing a Woody Allen lead. He’s somewhat out of his comfort zone in a part seemingly better suited for someone like Michael Caine but it’s always a pleasure to see this actor attempt new things. That said, the sexual tension between Stone and Phoenix is non-existent. She’s a tough one to match when paired up with a male lead who is older than 30 since they come off inevitably like parent and child rather than lovers. Stone’s character shifts the dynamic by being the pursuer but there isn’t a lot of chemistry to spare between the two of them.
All in all, there is nothing to hate about An Irrational Man, nothing to passionately love, but it should hit the Woody demographic just fine and that demographic is shifting away from the film nerds and over to the senior citizens who turn out in droves to see this kind of delightful arthouse fare.
Good review. Seems like it’s worth a few hours of my time.
Anything has to be better than Magic in the Moonlight…
@Bryce,
Actually, Irrational Man has been very well-received at Cannes.
Addendum: if Woody does act upon his criminal instincts, he can still escape to France like Polanski did. We take good care of pervy film legends over here. We give them medals and stuff. As the German saying goes: “happy like a god in France”!
Heard down the steps of the Palais des Festivals:
Interviewer: Your main character wants to commit a crime. Have you ever wanted to commit a crime?
Woody allen: All the time! But I’d spend the rest of my days in prison if I did the things I have in mind.
Go figure…
it should hit the Woody demographic just fine
So… pervy old men?
Most years are off years for Woody these days. Even his best recent films lack the brilliance of his earlier experiments.
@Bryce,
It sounds like the critics are liking this one. It doesn’t have the raves that Blue Jasmine got, but most are saying that it’s a solid Woody Allen film, and the ones that aren’t I don’t trust because they’re either not professionals and/or don’t seem to grasp an understanding of his filmography in the review.
So another off year?
Yes, thanks, Christophe:
“When I was a young man, every week, there was something to watch. Godard, Truffaut, Fellini, Buñuel, Kurosawa… And back then they were influencing the American film industry. ”
Allen is right. True, the tentpoles are what’s supporting the industry, but the access to positive influential artists is diminishing in theatres. One doesn’t realize this unless you were around when you could see a new Bergmann, Fellini, Altman and Bertolucci – first run – within the same week.
While it’s not the end of the world as Allen suggests, it’s evolution. It is what it is. The medium of influence is changing.
Glad you also enjoy Allen’s new piece, Sasha.
“If you’re a Woody Allen fan you’ll recognize his dialogue immediately.”
Magic words, Sasha! I’m thrilled.
It’s like something esoteric that is regarded as singular yet known so well among those who admire Allen as a **writer in addition to his directorial effort [I personally find it inseparable in his case. Allen is unique so that one finds it hard to imagine a person (admirer) who, if so, does not love or (not) at least admire both rather than embracing merely either of his roles in direction and writing].
**Regardless of the way of the world, to my perception Allen remains true to his own linguistic and tonal style. Admirably, more or less he has kept writing in the same way as he did, for instance, in ’80s and ’90s. As far as #Hollywood goes, it seems #no-one relatively famous seems to write for feature films on silver screen in the equally similar style anymore.
(Side note: Being one of the main reasons, this is why, to my heart and mind, I also find both Allen and Tarantino, the head and tail of the same coin, refreshing, both persons in the capacity of writer/director.)
I’m really hoping that the notion that Allen supposedly seems to have not made the best of what Parker Posey had to offer, simply leans towards the side of one’s subjective perception. (I mean I need to see it to believe it. I can’t imagine Woody Allen making such a blunder. [Sorry])
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The mild allusion to age disparity between Stone and the male counterpart(s) aside, I really enjoy reading your review (An Irrational Man), Sasha. Thanks!
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(Christophe, thanks for the translated excerpts.)
Woody Allen gave an interview to French magazine Le Point, in which he bemoans the dire state of American cinema (not his exact words, re-translation of a translation):
“The film industry, especially in the United States, is going badly. In my youth… People always say that and sound like nostalgic old fools, as though it was a golden era! In fact, it was not: Hollywood made many, many films, and most of them were really bad. But because there were so many films out there, among them, you could find some good ones! Today, Hollywood makes fewer movies, but they are enormous, and most of them are stupid and childish. It’s more difficult for a young talented director to find 10 million dollars to develop an original project than for others to get 200 million dollars for yet another blockbuster. It’s discouraging talent. When I was a young man, every week, there was something to watch. Godard, Truffaut, Fellini, Buñuel, Kurosawa… And back then they were influencing the American film industry. Nowadays, on Saturday nights, I can’t even find a good film to watch, because there’s almost nothing coming out of Europe [in our theaters] any more… Now, in America, there are only superhero movies…”
http://www.lepoint.fr/cinema/cannes-woody-allen-l-industrie-du-cinema-va-tres-mal-15-05-2015-1928574_35.php