
OK so when I have nothing important to say regarding my life, I will now give movie reviews since all we do now is watch movies.
Last night we watched “The Company”. I knew of this movie when it came out. I was mildly interested, but obviously not enough to haul my ass to a movie theater, pay $20, and watch it. Thank goodness.
We bought it because we don’t rent movies anymore. We get charged for late fees when they’re not late, it’s a pain the butt, etc. So we wait until they’re cheap and buy them. “The Company” cost $8.88. Not too bad. Still less than we would have paid to see it in the theater.
The woman at the video store grabbed it and shouted, “Oh my god, this is SUCH a good movie!! I mean, it’s not like a movie-movie, it’s like a GOOD movie!” Well, great! That’s a pretty good review, huh?
In case you are not familiar with the film it centers around a The Joffrey Ballet of Chicago and it’s company members. But as far as plot…ummm, if there was one I couldn’t find it. I kept waiting for the story to start. The only time anything “happened” is when one dancer snapped her Achilles tendon. It’s not even like she was the star and the understudy had to go on in her place. Oh no, nothing that dramatic. Nothing that would hint at a plot, no matter how inane or overused.
The credits said the story was written by Neve Campbell and Barbara Turner. I would love to have been in these “writing” sessions.
“Um, OK so how about we open with a dance number”
“Good, good, then we show some of the dancers talking to each other…not about anything in particular, just generally shooting the shit in their underwear. But we don’t let the audience in on what they’re talking about.”
“Yeah, that’s great…then how about another dance number!”
It took two people to write this story.
Now granted the dancing was very nice. There were parts that were very modern and freakish but there was once dance between Neve and her partner that was so beautiful I wept a little.
I guess part of the “story” surrounded a freak of a choreographer trying to put on his ballet that was about some giant blue snake and involved some red monkeys in shaggy outfits and a purple girl with a balloon on her head. Avant weird. Whatever, not enough to keep me interested. Greg said it was like Guffman for the ballet, only the actors/dancers, were actually talented. But even this was not much of a story. The dude wanted to put on his ballet and he did. No problems, no “oh the lead can’t go on at the last minute!” nothing. Eh, who gives a shit?
The head of the ballet played by Malcom McDowall kept getting whisked out of a room by his lackey to tend to something. I kept thinking that we’d find out later that he was dying or losing the company or anything, but nope…nothing. Never explained.
There was also some hint of something about how she used to be with the guy who used to be her partner, but that was only touched upon when she said to him at a party something like, “I didn’t like that I was the last to know about you and Mitsy” (or whatever the hell her name was). That was it. They acted like it would come up again, and it didn’t!
There were lots of moments like this. I’d think, ‘ooh boy here we go! Plot time!’ only to be disappointed when the characters just whispered something to each other and it was…end scene.
Oh wait, one more thing happened…Neve’s character fell during the weird show while wearing the purple outfit with the balloon and she hurt her shoulder. Then her cute chef boyfriend showed up at the show with his hand wrapped up and he muttered something about slipping into the bouillabaisse….and curtain.
Oh my god. It’s worse the more I think about it.
But if you like ballet and modern dance I would recommend seeing it, since the dance numbers really are the whole film. But only if you don’t have to pay for it. Even $8.88. I’m giving my copy to my dance teacher mother at least she can enjoy the dances.
Posted under Drama, Movie Reviews
This post was written by Amy on June 6, 2005