Movie Review #14
About a Boy (2002)
Directed by Chris Weitz & Paul Weitz
Screenplay by Peter Hedges and Chris Weitz & Paul Weitz
Based on the novel by Nick Hornby
Rating: 5.50/10.00 or ** 1/2 (out of 4)
About a Boy opened the same weekend as Attack of the Clones, Episode II (or V, depending on your preference) of the Star Wars series. Talk about a sure failure. Yet, About a Boy did not sneak past movie critics, several of which have put this film on their top ten lists of the year. My roommate rented it one day recently, and hearing what I had about the film, there was no way I was not going to see it. I had a general idea of what the film was about (As most of you know, or will soon know, this type of film generally does not appeal to me.), so I came into this film with more promise than usual.
Amazingly, this is only my second film I've seen starring Hugh Grant. The first was his very small role in The Remains of the Day (which I reviewed earlier this month), and he showed some promise in that film, at least in a supportive nature. Apparently, most people fall for the charm that Grant supposedly brings to his movies. I, however, am not one of those people. I can see where this attitude comes from, but it doesn't mean I follow it.
So with that said, it became quite apparent that I would not like this movie. About thirty minutes into it, I realized that I did not care for the main character (meaning I had no opinion of the main character). Whatsoever. And in films of these types, it is absolutely essential that you do.
To sum up About a Boy, I can give you the following three observations:
1) The movie treads the path that several had beforehand. It really adds nothing to the genre of romantic comedy or the meeting-someone-that-changes-your-life-forever type of film. A basic requirement I have to like films of this type is that the film has to be "different" or innovative. This film tries neither to be "different" nor innovative. As a result, boredom ensued.
2) There is no solid acting in this movie. To say that Hugh Grant's performance in this film was exceptional is just outright overexaggeration. I could have done just as well as he did in the film. It doesn't take much to be the character he is in the movie. Other characters are formulaic, stereotypical, or underused in the film.
3) The conclusion of the film is also formulaic. The ending of the film, which you could predict in about the first twenty minutes of the film, is just that: an ending. There's nothing really shocking, emotional, dramatic, comedic, etc. about it. The ending is boring. More importantly, it's the easy way out of the film. We see what we want to see. It would have been far more admirable to do something different (Of course, doing it differently has certain limitations of its own.).
About a Boy features Will (Grant), a 38-year-old teenager who basically does nothing. Literally nothing. He lives off the royalties of "Santa's Super Sleigh," a song his father made in the late 1950s. Therefore, he really doesn't have a need to do anything. Hence, he just sits around in his rather becoming home and occasionally goes on dates with pretty girls. He really has no long-term interest. Basically, he's looking for a little fun, nothing serious. He develops a plan one day to date single-mothers, whom he says are easier to break up with and less demanding (Apparently, Will is not a very educated man, either...). The plan falls apart when he by chance meets unpopular but likable Marcus (Nicholas Hoult), the young son of a friend of a single-mother Will is dating. Marcus, whose one need is to be liked by someone, takes a liking to Will immediately and sets out to make Will a part of his life. At one point, he even has Will go on a date with his depressed mother Fiona (Toni Collette). This plan falls apart immediately due to their extremely different lifestyles. So Marcus then eavesdrops on Will and soon comes over to his home to watch TV after school.
Will develops a liking to Marcus, but it takes quite a long time for him to admit it. So then after a Christmas dinner, a silly and poorly constructed music scene in which Will fears for Marcus' embarrassment, and a ploy involving Marcus as the "son" of Will as a mode of dating new girlfriend Rachel (Rachel Weisz), Will finally "caves in" and "grows up." And, thus, the film concludes.
Now, obviously, there's more to this film than that. And, in fact, there are some good scenes. The two funniest scenes of the film involve ducks. One includes the accidental death by bread collision, and the other involves a question involving ducks for dinner. Lindsey's Mum (Rosalind Knight) is drastically underused and adds most of the humor to the film (She's in one scene of the film.). Perhaps the line "Shake Your Ass...is he Moroccan?" leads me to conclude that. There is a good sequence involving Rachel, her son Ali (Augustus Prew), Marcus, and Will, in which we see the pains of being a single-mother to a thankless son. And the scene involving Fiona's attempt of suicide was appropriately dramatic, but not overly so.
However, most of the film is bland and at times a bit too silly to be funny. The disastrous date between Fiona and Will is presented in a stereotypical manner. The one addition to this is that Marcus witnesses it, but unfortunately, this adds little humor or little of anything to the scene. The Rachel sequence, as a whole, seemed more as a mode to add time to the movie than a sequesnce that serves a purpose to the film. Generally speaking, most of rest of the film is just not interesting to me.
Will is meant to be a likably flawed individual, who handles emotion badly and sometimes cruelly. His flaws supposedly make him appealing, according to Roger Ebert et al. Not to me. It was not easy for me to like him or to hate him. It was hard to attain any emotion whatsoever. Marcus is likable, but an undeservingly unpopular child is usually so. Fiona and Rachel only add support; they don't enhance emotion to the film.
I'm beating around the bush, so I'll just say it straight. The film is mired in unoriginality and lack of emotion. It seems to have struck a nerve with several people (perhaps who are more open to this type of film), but I was not one of them.