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We Don't Live
Here Anymore
(2004)
Starring:
Mark Ruffalo, Naomi Watts, Peter Krause
Director: John Curran
Rating: R
Distributor:
Warner Independent
Release Date:
08.13.04
Review
Posted: 08.23.04
Spoilers:
Minor
By
George Schmidt
Like a latter
day "Bob and Carol and Ted and Alice" meets "Who’s Afraid of
Virginia Woolf?" the current take on infidelity and marriage is
rocky at best in this adaptation of Andre Dubus' short stories
(he's best known for the novel "In The Bedroom" which was
released to some fine acclaim a few years ago. However the
translation feels at best staid, and a bit indifferent, but then
again in all fairness I have not read the material it is based
and can only say that it is exceptionally acted with its moments
of classic 1970s fare like "Carnal Knowledge" and the
aforementioned Edward Albee tale.
Starring Ruffalo
and Dern as Jack and Terry Linden and Krause and Naomi as Hank and
Edith Evans - two married couples with children and apparently the
best of friends (the men work as English professors at the same
unnamed decidedly New England college with literary aspirations - at
least for Hank whose toil at a novel results in his act of defiance in
burning the only copy in frustration on the family Hibachi.
It seems Jack and
Edith have been having an affair with no qualms about being caught by
their careless spouses - Hank is a disloyal husband and skirt-chaser
including his nubile co-eds (a real cliché) and head case Terry is
convinced that her life is a complete loss and failure as a homemaker
- as they have secret rendezvous while doing daily chores or
pretending to work away from the home. Jack married Terry to make her
happy (she was pregnant with the first of their two small children)
and Edith knows how sad she is in not being touched with love by Hank
who baldly lies to her face as if he were placing a lunch order in a
deli (all by rote and bloodless).
Eventually the
drama at hand comes to a head when the Lindens bicker into the wee
hours and the Evanses simply do not communicate at all except that
oddly enough both couples dearly adore their children and dote on them
(except for one memorable lapse of laziness by Terry.
All four principals
are exceedingly gaining popularity for their effortless acting -
Krause having a cottage industry as sad-sack introverts who can't feel
(he's the best thing on HBO's acclaimed "Six Feet Under"); Ruffalo
continues to be a combination of Montgomery Clift angst and breezy
ease a la Brando; Dern - the byproduct of legendary character actors
Bruce Dern and Diane Ladd - clearly has inherited their above-average
chromosomes delivers her best performance in many years; and Watts'
streak of indefatigable chameleon-like workman roles is making her
fine character actress disguised in movie-star clothing ; all are the
real thing.
The dialogue
however feels very theatrical and at times awkward (in fact at one
point Ruffalo's Jack is marking a paper and writes in red pencil that
exact word with three !!!) There is one third act sequence of genuine
dread and foreboding as to what to expect but the sum of its parts
makes it, a just miss in reviving the sins of the married to full
hilt.
Film
Rating:
êê1/2 (out of
4)
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