Showing posts with label theater families. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theater families. Show all posts

Monday, December 9, 2019

Piling it on: home video debut for Jen Tullock and Hannah Pearl Utt's BEFORE YOU KNOW IT


We often hear that "theater people" are crazy but, really, several of the characters found in BEFORE YOU KNOW IT just about reach the point of insufferable.
This wobbly concoction, about a family of theater folk who live above the small New York City theater they also own, begins with Mandy Patinkin playing the most insufferable of the entire bunch, a playwright who won't allow a word of his precious verbiage to ever be changed. When he departs early from the film, you'll probably breathe a sigh of relief. Hold on, though; things don't get much better.

The film stars a pair of actresses -- Hannah Pearl Utt and Jen Tullock, shown above, left and right respectively -- doing double and triple duty here as director (Ms Utt) and screenwriters Ms Tullock and Utt again). Utt plays Rachel, the supposedly dowdy but smart sister who of course holds the family together, while Tullock, as Jackie, who is dumb, blousy as just about as insufferable as her dad. She also is the mother of a near-shockingly normal daughter named Dodge (played by Oona Yaffe, below), who, as the single, vaguely non-insane family member, pretty much steals what's left of this near-intolerable movie.

Ms Utt plays Rachel using almost a single hangdog expression. It has its charm, for awhile, but come on now. However, even this is better than Ms Tullock's loud, crazy, mostly ridiculous outbursts that begin to defy credulity early on and only grow worse as the movie progresses. I swear you'll soon want to throttle her. How this family could leave Dodge in the care of an accountant they may not even know (of course, he turns out to be a fabulous, standup guy) is one of those idiot wonders of present-day screenwriting (and, no, don't tell me this is screwball comedy time).

Before You Know It posits that the siblings' mom, long thought dead, is alive and well and starring in some famous TV soap opera. That she is played by the fine actress Judith Light (above) ought to offer hope. But, no: Ms Light has rarely been seen to less advantage.

Aside from some dumb would-be sibling rivalry and an utterly clueless therapist (Alec Baldwin, below) the film concentrates on manipulating us and its plot into a typically desired but totally undeserved happy ending. Along the way there is a funny/sad and nicely-done section regarding Dodge's first menstruation, and thanks to the editing, music, and the occasional correct tone when the writing and performances come together, the movie has its moments and seems to almost work (an audition scene in which Patinkin's dead dad reappears, and how this flows into the following scene, for instance).

Content yourself with what you can and be grateful that your own mother was probably a hell of a lot better than anything you see or hear here. From 1091 and running 92 minutes (my spouse gave up at the point of 43, but TrustMovies soldiered on), Before You Know It hit "early purchase" EST on home video last week and will be available via VOD tomorrow, Tuesday, December 10 -- for purchase and/or rental.

Monday, July 22, 2013

Henry Jaglom's best? JUST 45 MINUTES FROM BROADWAY is waaaaay up there!

Families. Theater folk. Families full of theater folk (plus an outsider or two). Jews around a table. Quirkiness squared. These are often the ingredients of a Henry Jaglom movie, but I don't recall another piece of Jaglometry in quite a few years being this much fun, this well-made, and especially this well-written. Maybe ever.

Is it because JUST 45 MINUTES FROM BROADWAY is based (and pretty closely, I'd suspect) on Jaglom's own play produced for the legitimate stage that the screenplay is so clever and straight-forward (gheesh: you could practically call this a "well-made play")? I'd say so. Dialog is much more important in legitimate theater than it often is in film, and the dialog here -- compared to what we sometimes get from this creative but maybe not-terribly-disciplined filmmaker, shown above right -- is authentic, smart, funny and moving, and then made real by his well-chosen actors, who tear into his script with everything they've got.

They're got a lot. This is by far the best cast I've seen in a Jaglom movie in a long time, and even though many of them are more-or-less regulars in his stable -- from David Proval to Diane Salinger, Harriet Schock, Michael Emil and his latest muse, Tanna Frederick -- each actor absolutely owns the role. Their intentions are clear, their charisma is in full swing, and perhaps because many of them must have also performed the role on stage (projecting their voices well), we barely miss a single word of dialog.

In fact, the film -- a kind of Royal Family, low-end version -- is an ode to actors (it begins with a dedication to them, and to the families who have not abandoned them), but it doesn't gloss over their faults or make them seem like god's gift to the rest of us suckers. Further, the outsider here (Betsy, one of the family's two daughters) is no piker in the mix. As played by the wonderful Julie Davis (above, left, and herself a noted film director), Betsy is given an abundance of smarts, feeling and caring -- even if all this often comes out the wrong way. Jaglom is wise to let us sympathize with Betsy, just as he does with the family into which she doesn't fit.

Mom and Dad (Ms Salinger and the very fine Jack Heller, above, right, with Mr. Proval), mom's brother (Mr. Proval), and a boarder in the house (Ms Schock) are all brought to lovely life. But it's the two sisters, Betsy and Pandora (played by Ms Frederick) and Betsy's fiance James (Judd Nelson, below), doing a more-than-creditable job among all these Jaglomites) who are the focus of the film.

Ms Frederick (below, right) is relatively low-key here -- except in her late entrance to the Seder, which almost-but-not-quite goes over the top. She puts her usual my-emotions-are-all-on-the surface to good use; she's odd but always believable.

As it proceeds with its paean to actors, the movie also considers certain current quandaries in which some of us find ourselves, such as what to do with aging parents and how to treat the Jewish tradition as important -- even if you're an atheist at heart. I may be over-praising the film a bit, due to my shock at seeing Jaglom functioning so well in what looks suspiciously like a near-standard genre piece. But if it is that, the movie's still got those indelible Jaglom fingerprints all over it.

Furthermore, the filmmaker, in bringing his stage play to movie life, does a number of funny and charming things to remind us of its stage-struck roots. The movie often looks like a stage set, and in the end, the director makes sure we get the point. For folk who have long resisted Mr. Jaglom's work, this might be the movie to change their mind. For the rest of us, it's a don't miss.

Just 45 Minutes from Broadway (the title is taken from an old George M. Cohan song), from Breaking Glass Pictures, made its DVD debut this past week, after a limited theatrical release in late 2012 and a VOD debut this past June.