NY Times
Wednesday 22 May 2002
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O.K., but
Was It at Least a Designer Handbag?
May 22, 2002
By STEPHEN HOLDEN
In translating a play
into a movie, a filmmaker can easily
lose sight of the fact
that the essence of a great play
resides in its language
and not in a movie's ability to go
on location or add
cinematic frills. In opening up Oscar
Wilde's 1895 comic
masterpiece, "The Importance of Being
Earnest," the director
Oliver Parker, whose more
straightforward adaptation
of Wilde's "Ideal Husband" three
years ago found an
agreeable balance between period
lushness and linguistic
precision, has gone overboard.
What would Wilde have
made of the embellishments Mr. Parker
has tacked onto the
play like a reckless dressmaker tarting
up a Chanel suit to
resemble a Versace gown? Those
additions include fantasy
sequences, a ragtime band, a
hot-air balloon and
a horse-and-carriage traffic jam. An
aggressively buoyant
score (by Charlie Mole) washes through
the movie, giving it
a perky vo-dee-o-do flavor that feels
more 1920's than 1890's.
As much as possible, the play has
been moved outdoors
to intoxicate us with the rarefied air
of an English country
estate.
And what of the language
in a work where the refinements
and ambiguities of
speech are everything? Wilde's famous
epigrams remain intact
and are reasonably well spoken. But
the extra visual accouterments
have a profoundly
distracting effect.
They interrupt the rhythm and retard
the momentum of brilliantly
silly banter that could be
described as incisive
nonsense. When Lady Bracknell (Judi
Dench), the play's
ur-snob, declares, "Ignorance is like a
delicious exotic fruit;
touch it and the bloom is gone,"
she conjures a privileged,
cucumber-sandwich world where a
devotion to the superficial
is a code of behavior and proof
of social superiority.
The genius of the play
is the brilliance with which it
simultaneously embodies
and sabotages its concept. While
celebrating brittle
badinage as a comic art form and
willful superficiality
as the ultimate revenge on a cold
cruel world, it makes
its garrulous, dissembling
aristocrats look ridiculous.
Its twisty artificial plot, in
which the characters'
assiduously cultivated lies turn out
to be true, and the
putting of the concept of "earnestness"
through the comic wringer
support Wilde's contention that
"we should treat all
the trivial things of life seriously,
and all the serious
things of life with sincere and studied
triviality."
Half a century ago,
"The Importance of Being Earnest" was
made into a classic,
unabashedly stagy movie, directed by
Anthony Asquith, with
a cast led by Edith Evans as Lady
Bracknell. It dispensed
Wilde's aperçus with a brittle
insouciance that is
largely missing from this souped-up
version. If this film,
which opens in New York and Los
Angeles today and in
other cities Friday, has a blue-ribbon
cast that more than
matches its forerunner in name value,
it misses its high-toned
elegance.
Rupert Everett, that
pouty, spoiled princeling who exudes a
Wildean hauteur tinged
with a Wildean depravity, is
Algernon Moncrieff,
the debt-ridden charmer who spends half
his life evading creditors
by dashing off to the bedside of
an imaginary friend.
Colin Firth exudes a bogus stolidity
as Algernon's friend
and comic adversary, Jack Worthing, a
foundling discovered
in a handbag, who is now the legal
guardian of Cecily
Cardew (Reese Witherspoon), the dewy
granddaughter of the
man who adopted him. When visiting
London, Jack plays
his own charades, passing himself off as
his own nonexistent
brother, Ernest, to win the hand of
Lady Bracknell's daughter,
Gwendolen (Frances O'Connor),
who is fixated on the
name Ernest.
But Jack's obscure origins
become an insurmountable
obstacle. As Lady Bracknell
famously puts it, "You can
hardly imagine that
I and Lord Bracknell would dream of
allowing our only daughter
- a girl brought up with the
utmost care - to marry
into a cloakroom and form an
alliance with a parcel."
Ms. O'Connor plays Gwendolen
as a mischievous refugee from
screwball comedy, while
Ms. Witherspoon, affecting a
passable English accent,
is every inch the simpering
rosy-cheeked ingénue.
Since Cecily is also fixated on the
name Ernest as the
only suitable name for a husband,
Algernon also lies
about his name, and the confusion
between the bogus Ernests
sparks more than one hissy fit.
But the movie is so
romantically insecure it inserts
over-decorated fantasy
sequences in which Cecily imagines
Algernon as a knight
in armor. Its biggest gaffe, which
lasts barely a second,
is a flashback revealing Lady
Bracknell to have once
been a music-hall floozy dandled on
the lap of her future
husband. As tantalizing as it may be,
the suggestion that
many of the world's grander dames have
shady pasts simply
doesn't belong here.
Dame Judi's Lady Bracknell
is certainly redoubtable. But
her level-headed, realistic
portrayal of the play's comic
linchpin and ultimate
mouthpiece only hints at the absurd
grandiosity that can
make Lady Bracknell laugh-out-loud
funny.
I kept wishing I was
hearing Maggie Smith reel off the same
speeches edged with
the acid she infused into her curdled
aristocrat in "Gosford
Park." Rounding out the principal
performances, Anna
Massey, as Cecily's tutor, Miss Prism,
and Tom Wilkinson,
as Dr. Chasuble, a discreetly enamored
clergyman who fawns
over Miss Prism, give careful
understated performances
in the same realistic key as Dame
Judi's. The whole tone
of the movie needed to be ratcheted
up a note or two higher.
For all its distractions
and additions, "The Importance of
Being Earnest" is still
a reasonably entertaining costume
comedy. Wilde's satirical
voice may be muffled, but at
least it is audible.
This film is rated PG
(parental guidance suggested). It has
sexual innuendo.
THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING
EARNEST
Directed by Oliver Parker;
written by Mr. Parker, based on
the play by Oscar Wilde;
director of photography, Tony
Pierce-Roberts; edited
by Guy Bensley; music by Charlie
Mole; production designer,
Luciana Arrighi; produced by
Barnaby Thompson; released
by Miramax Films. Running time:
94 minutes. This film
is rated PG.
WITH: Rupert Everett
(Algy), Colin Firth (Jack), Frances
O'Connor (Gwendolen),
Reese Witherspoon (Cecily), Judi
Dench (Lady Bracknell),
Tom Wilkinson (Dr. Chasuble), Anna
Massey (Miss Prism),
Edward Fox (Lane), Patrick Godfry
(Merriman) and Charles
Kay (Gribsby).
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