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REVIEW
WAITING TO EXHALE
Audiences eagerly
await Finding Forrester, the new film from Portland homeboys
Gus Van Sant and Mike Rich.
by
DAVID WALKER
dwalker@wweek.com
It seems that
most Portlanders wait with bated breath whenever Gus Van Sant has
a new film out, and with good reason: Van Sant is one of the few
Portland filmmakers to make it to the Hollywood big league. But
the anticipation for Van Sant's latest, Finding Forrester,
runs especially high. Written by first-time screenwriter and former
KINK news director Mike Rich, Finding Forrester has a distinctly
homegrown feel. But is it a good film?
Before we go
any further, let me make a few things clear. I have no loyalty to
Van Sant or Rich, and I couldn't care less about alienating anyone
in the City of Roses. Gus has made some great films, among them
Drugstore Cowboy and To Die For, but I don't know
him and don't think my opinion of his films will cause him to lose
sleep. Other than one brief phone conversation with Mike, I don't
know him either, and though I'm sure his family and friends love
him, I would feel no qualms about taking him to task for a bad script.
With
that duly noted, let me be the first to publicly congratulate Gus
and Mike for what will surely be four--perhaps even five--Oscar
nominations. Although I don't want to speculate on the chances of
anyone bringing home a gilded trophy, rest assured that Van Sant
will be nominated for best director and Rich for best original screenplay.
Finding Forrester will earn a best picture nomination, Sean
Connery will be recognized (probably in the lead actor category),
and, if there is any justice in the world, newcomer Rob Brown will
be in the running for best supporting actor.
Brown stars
as Jamal Wallace, a Bronx teenager who excels in basketball and,
as test scores indicate, may be far smarter than he's been letting
on. Jamal and his cohorts spend their time playing hoops on the
playground and swapping tall tales of "The Window," a reclusive
man who spies on the boys from his apartment across the street.
On a dare, Jamal breaks into the apartment, whose mysterious occupant
turns out to be William Forrester (Connery), a Pulitzer Prize-winning
author who penned only one great novel before going into seclusion.
Through a series of events that could be trite--but thankfully are
not--the two become friends, and William evolves into Jamal's mentor.
Since it treads
dangerously close to the ground Van Sant explored with Good Will
Hunting, it's tempting to compare that film with Finding
Forrester. But that would only do a disservice to both films.
Yes, there are more than a few similarities, but not enough to warrant
blindly dismissing Forrester. In all honesty, Rich's script
doesn't quite stack up to Good Will Hunting, but Rich also
didn't have screenwriting guru William Goldman (The Princess
Bride) doctoring his script the way Ben Affleck and Matt Damon
did. Goldman's uncredited work on Good Will Hunting is what
made that script sing, and even though his golden touch isn't in
evidence here, Finding Forrester is very well-written. For
a white guy from Beaverton, Rich has written some of the strongest
black characters to grace the screen in recent years.
Much of the
success behind Finding Forrester lies in Van Sant's direction.
Rich's script could not have been handed over to a better director.
Van Sant is truly a writer's and actor's director, respecting the
written word and knowing how to keep drama from becoming melodrama.
His past work shows an astute ability to draw powerful performances
from such questionable talents as Keanu Reeves and Ben Affleck.
With Van Sant at the helm, Finding Forrester manages to avoid
the schmaltzy trappings of films like Mr. Holland's Opus
that set off gag reflexes.
Brown and Connery--giving
one of his best performances in years--shine under Van Sant's direction.
Together the actors create an unlikely, yet convincing, duo. William
guides Jamal through the art of writing the same way Obi-Wan guided
Luke to being a Jedi Knight. But the relationship is not one-sided,
as Jamal helps his mentor wrestle some old demons and reinvigorates
the aging writer. Finding Forrester is an entertaining film
filled with choice moments--some crafted to prime the tear ducts,
perhaps, but few obviously calculated to pump them. And in a year
that has been riddled with inferior product being churned out by
the Hollywood machinery, it comes as a welcome break. Audiences
will be able to breath a sigh of relief.
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