šµ All that Iām hearing from you, is white noise! šµ ā The Living End
Yeah ā¬ I had to do thatā¦ The Bach-man returns, after a triumphant result with Marriage Story in 2019, and brings his own wife with him again this time, Greta Gerwig, for White Noise. There were some murmurs of award bait surrounding some aspects of this movie, with Adam Driverās performance nominated for a Golden Globe, so letās check this movie out on Netflix.
Highly regarded āHitler-ologistā Prof. Jack Gladney (Adam Driver) lives with his wife Babette (Greta Gerwig), among the hustle and bustle of four kids in an idyllic 1980s suburban home. Before we can worry for too long that fellow lecturer, Prof. Murray Siskind (Don Cheadle), would like Jackās advice on how he can gain the same notoriety on the topic of Elvis Presley, a truck crashes into a train on the outskirts of town, sending a vicious toxic plume their way, and the Gladneyās must decide how they will react ā evacuate immediately, or wait a little while? As this occurs, eldest daughter Denise (Raffey Cassidy) is already concerned with Babette taking secret little white pills that may have a link to her increasing forgetfulness.
O-kayā¦ Iām glad I had snacks to sink into for this one, to help me endure. White Noise is a dark comedy, but especially around the time the academics at Jackās university are seriously considering the times theyāve pissed in a sink, my store-bought popcorn helped me get through š Iām sure itās deliberate, but I think there are a few aspects of this movieās production that are a little off-kilter, and I struggled to find valid rhyme and reason for them. The dialogue is flat and rushed, as if the movie is pretending to be an amateur stage production, where performers are so proud that theyāve remembered their lines, that they forget to add any emotionality into them to have the scenes seem real. The kitchen setting is very cluttered, and thereās cereal everywhere (!) ā when the family are discussing what they know about the airborne toxin, there are at least three cereal boxes across the benches, which, okay, there are six people in the house, and maybe they all like different cereals, and maybe none of them have put their cereals away since breakfast, but it makes the setting look like itās trying too hard to be familiar, and itās just weird that I noticed it at all. I think I get the title ā āwhite noiseā, as the over-pollution of inane nattering, bombarding sensationalism on TV and advertisement, to the point where the family and colleagues cope by talking over each other or tuning out, and where the only phenomena that can bring them back to base is a radical occurrence, like a car crash ā but I kept waited for these aforementioned irritating quirks to align, or connect to at an apex, but I donāt think I ever got a handle on what is going on.
After the cloud rolls in, and through the middle of the movie, is the only real entertaining part for me, where the movie reminded me of if National Lampoons had done another āVacation movie and the Griswolds had to outrun the apocalypse š The movie is very good at connecting with its absurdist humour here, with the car chase scene, and āpractice simulationā, making for two of the most enjoyable jokes. Then thereās one line about family being the root of misinformation, and the joke about the kids sharing the binoculars in the backseat while the cloud is most spectacular in the sky, which led me to think that this movie was ultimately going to be about how even in times of calamity, family is still the primary foundation, and itās important to be there for each other, because in the end, thatās all we have. But, unless the movie is mixing messages, it loses me again down the home straight, having the parental figures so obsessed with death to the point of crisis. If this movie is leaning towards supporting an idea that all the āwhite noiseā exists to quell a constant fear of death, then I think itās myopic ā there are many factors in the living that can stress a person out, and aiding us to succumb to creating or being lost in white noise. Itās true, we are all aware of our mortality, but I donāt understand why these characters are so petrified. I also donāt understand the Hitler and Elvis references, as if to suggest that being a fan of either one of them is of the same delusion š And I donāt know the significance of the colour green either, but I want there to be one, pertaining to Deniseās visor and the flashing lights outside a few times when Babetteās pills are mentioned. I thought we also might find out that this whacky town is a purgatory, explaining much of the little oddities, and perhaps Babette is taking those pills to stop her becoming aware of it. But even if that is the intention, and it still could be, I donāt understand how that fits together with the cloud of black death, the best part of the movie, which seems more like literal plot progression in this seemingly highly metaphoric caper.
Adam Driver gives a pretty good performance ā I donāt love it, but itās remarkedly varied. Don Cheadle might have less scenes than I have fingers on one hand, and I prefer his cold open on car crashes from 2005; many people may consider the Academy Award winning Crash has aged poorly, so I suppose itās nice for Cheadle to get another try at it, and I wonder if he was headhunted for his experience on the subject š¤£ Cheadleās character is right about Babetteās hair though ā that style is fierce; love it.
For another take, there are plenty of movies out there that make a mockery of movies, or life, having a significant point ā the Coen Brothers are experts at it, with The Big Lebowski their most famous example, although I feel this movie is more aligned with A Serious Man. But these examples are still entertaining, and donāt peter out in the final act. Could it be that I didnāt enjoy this movie just because I didnāt understand it, and couldnāt get on the same trolley track? Itās possible. At times, I did wonder if I was underqualified to write about this movie because although Iāve seen Marriage Story and The Meyerowitz Stories, that I really liked and are renowned in their own right, I havenāt seen much of Noah Baumbachās fledgling work, like The Squid and the Whale, to give me a sense of who this guy was trying to be at his greenest ā but, oh well, Iāve done it now and here I am. And as the movie closes, I realised all I can take away from this movie is a depiction of how mundane normal life can be as we wait for death, but all it made me want to do is not waste another second on this movie, and live my mundane life! I had to go grocery shopping after watching White Noise, and I knew there would be no dancing, or brightly nostalgic supermarket shelves, Greta Gerwig wouldnāt be there, but it would be a dandy experience without pretension. My viewing transcript for this movie would read that I couldnāt find my feet in the first act, the second act was enjoyable, but the third act falls off a cliff. Iām tossing up between a 2.0 and a 2.5 for a movie that I donāt plan on watching again, and wonāt be surprised if I forget about it pretty soon among the hot award contenders swirling around this month. Iāll give it the benefit of the doubt, for the talent of the production, even if I think the execution of the concept is quite underdone.
2.5
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