|
|
The Homesman
(2014)
|
Director:
Tommy Lee
Jones |
COUNTRY
France/USA |
GENRE
Western |
NORWEGIAN TITLE
The
Homesman |
RUNNING
TIME
122 minutes |
|
Producers:
Tommy Lee
Jones
Luc Besson
Peter M. Brant
Brian Kennedy |
Screenwriters
(based on the novel by Glendon Swarthout):
Tommy Lee
Jones
Kieran Fitzgerald
Wesley Oliver |
Review
Tommy
Lee Jones returns to the director's chair with a stripped down
western after the brilliant
The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada,
his previous cinematic feature. In The Homesman he strips
away the old-fashioned romantic view of the west, and gives us a
pragmatic look at settlers' life in the American Midwest of the
1850. Here people are battling an unforgiving climate and a barren
soil living in mudbrick houses centered around an underpopulated
town. They are pious, sombre and largely unsociable people, and the
men who treat women well are few and far between. The story, adapted
from a novel by Glendon Swarthout, revolves around a young spinster
and farmer, played by Hilary Swank, whose industrious and dominant
quality seems to turn potential husbands away. She's righteous and
well-mannered, and seems to the local pastor (John Lithgow with a
great beard/comb-over-combo) to be the best candidate for escorting
three local women, who for various reasons have "lost their minds"
as they say, back east in order to heal. After rescuing the life of
an old claim jumper (Jones himself), she recruits him as a travel
companion, and off they go, this unlikely quintet of people who are
all more or less searching for themselves and/or the meaning of
their existence.
Ever
since
Lonesome Dove, Tommy Lee Jones has played old
westerners in a manner that suggests he was actually there back in
the days, and that goes for his character here too. Helped by a
layered performance by Swank, we're this time also getting a closer
look at how life was like for women in this environment, and not
women merely as wives, but as independent human beings.
Unfortunately, the portrayal of the three so-called crazy women
isn't equally impressive; they all come off a little too generic and
we're never allowed under their skin or into their background, other
than in small, underdeveloped snippets of flashbacks.
As an environmental portrait, The Homesman remains strong
throughout our protagonists' journey, but dramatically it starts
floundering halfway through, and there are one too many developments
and incidents (among other things a game-changing suicide) which
aren't adequately accounted for dramatically. Needless to say, this
deters the effect and makes the film an unusual combination of
erratic and slow-moving, leaving us with a little too much focus on
Jones' own character whose indulgence ultimately gets in his own
way. The Homesman is a flawed, but always interesting effort
from director Tommy Lee Jones. I hope this isn't his last.
|
|