Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Film Review: American Hustle


American Hustle. Rated M (frequent coarse language). 138 minutes. Directed by David O. Russell. Written by David O. Russell and Eric Singer.

Verdict: A fashionable account of a very ordinary tale.

The trust gained as a result of successful collaboration can create memorable screen outings – films that function on an entirely different level, purely because the artists involved understand each other’s creative processes in ways that those working together for the first time might not. The pairing of Lauren Bacall and Humphrey Bogart is just one classic example, where audiences flocked to watch them regardless of what they were doing.

Russell (Silver Linings Playbook, The Fighter, I Heart Huckabees, Three Kings) obviously values the art of collaboration with his actors. In American Hustle, he is reunited with Christian Bale and Amy Adams (The Fighter) and Bradley Cooper, Jennifer Lawrence, and Robert De Niro (Silver Linings Playbook). And the dividends it pays are great – for Lawrence, in particular, whose performance in a secondary role as con-man Irving’s (Bale) disenchanted wife, is stunning. Lawrence is one of the most singularly interesting actors at work on film today, and if her Katniss Everdeen re-wrote the rules of engagement for onscreen heroines, then this performance reveals an extraordinary, big-hearted versatility.

The only problem is that the story about Irving and his partner in business and romance Sydney Prosser (Adams) falling for an FBI sting against a politician Carmine Polito (a never entirely comfortable Jeremy Renner) – led by rogue agent Richie DiMaso (Cooper being zany again) – just doesn’t have the legs to last its long running time. Sydney-born and NIDA-trained costume designer Michael Wilkinson contributes a magnificent array of costumes that not only perfectly encapsulate the late 1970s/early 1980s era in which the film is set, but are more often than not the most memorable onscreen element. And when you are not marvelling at how great everyone looks and Lawrence’s performance, there’s the soundtrack, which boasts a songbook of greatest hits from the era.

This review was commissioned by the West Australian Newspaper Group.

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