“Imaginary
Heroes” DVD Review: The Pain that Binds
A few missteps aside,
Sigourney Weaver’s acting career has been anything but
mundane. From grim alien slayer to manic Marxist revolutionary
to ditsy Star Trek proxy, her presence is almost a guarantee
that something unusual and interesting is afoot. However, the
dark comedy/drama “Imaginary Heroes” finds her making
waves in plain old suburbia.
There is a long line
of dysfunctional family dramas, each intent on adding its own
exclamation mark on the particular malaise of its generation.
Many of these are driven by characters that are simply obnoxious
or flawed. The teenager rebels because that’s what kids
do, dad’s out of touch because he lives at the office,
etc. In “Imaginary Heroes” the characters and their
motivation is much more genuine. It’s not that these people
are naturally hard to get along with but that they are all scarred
by emotional trauma. This gives the film a level of believability
that allows us to indulge its flights of fanciful humor. With
strong performances and excellent dialogue the film is ever
mischievously uncovering the anarchic thoughts and actions that
belie domestic calm. It bogs down a little in the middle, but
opens and closes strongly.
Star college swimmer
Matt Travis (Kip Purdue) is the best at what he does, but absolutely
loathes it and one day commits suicide. His family struggles
to deal with the loss. His mother Sandy (Sigourney Weaver),
with her daughter Penny already living away from home, is prematurely
overcome with empty nest syndrome and bonds even further with
her youngest Tim. She awkwardly tries to rekindle an ancient
marijuana habit, and flirts with a checkout clerk. Father Ben
(Jeff Daniels) is horribly depressed over the loss of his favorite
child, and withdraws into himself and pills. He insists that
Sandy prepare a plate for Matt at dinner every night. The couple
is badly estranged and seems to have been so for a long time.
Tim (Emile Hirsch) tries to deal not only with the loss of his
brother but also with the implosion of his family and his father’s
curious contempt. Surrounded by knee jerk condolences at high
school, he seeks solace in the company of his delinquent friend
and neighbor Kyle, with whom he does community service, attends
parties, and consumes various narcotics. Sandy feels constantly
watched by Kyle’s mother, whom Sandy publicly regards
with contempt but perhaps secretly envies her joie de vivre.
When a car accident lands Tim in the hospital, Sandy is alarmed
to learn that his body was already covered with mysterious bruises.
This proves to be a clue not only to what threatens to drive
the players apart, but also to what binds them together.
Although the film
seems at first intent on exploring dysfunctional suburbia, it’s
later revealed that many of the Travis’s issues are due
to a rather unique situation. As for more universal themes,
much thought is given to the nature of heroism. Who are our
everyday heroes, can we be like them and would we really want
to? Nearly all the principals perform superpower-free acts of
heroism, made no less impressive by their extreme ordinariness.
The other overpowering theme is what seems to be an out of control
drug binge in suburbia. Maybe my neighborhood was a little square,
for I can hardly believe that it contained as much toking, drinking,
and pill popping as we see here. If this were a real suburb
it’d be locked in a vicious gang war over distribution
rights.
Weaver and Hirsch share the spotlight as the primary leads.
Strong, stoic but playful Sandy is a great match for Weaver.
Much of the humor revolves around her, as when she is busted
for a ludicrously inept attempt to buy marijuana. And yet for
all the effort to build Sandy into an audience favorite, she
is the only principal who makes no amends for transgressions
made. Hirsch’s Tim is easiest for the audience to identify
with, an ordinary kid thrown into an emotional maelstrom. Hirsch
gives a very human performance in a serious turn on his awkward
coming of age teen in “The Girl Next Door.” Daniels
is powerful and poignant as the latest of the long line of saps
he’s played, apparently competing with John C. Reilly
for the world record.
Primarily a drama,
the film has time to work in plenty of often dark comedy. Tim
answers his own question about the existence of karma when he
reaps his reward for telling tall tales about his “war
injury” at the nursing home: a retiree clocks him right
in the nose. In a moment that we suppose is intended as irony,
we see the whitebread Tim and Kyle doing gardening work under
the direction of exclusively Spanish speaking immigrants. Tim
is called to intervene when a drugged up Kyle begins savaging
topiaries in the nude.
The special features
are not bad for a small drama. There are two commentaries, but
both fall a little short of the mark. Weaver clearly doesn’t
feel comfortable doing hers, and rambles on a bit randomly with
many pauses. Writer/director Dan Harris and Hirsch’s joint
commentary is much livelier, but not terribly insightful either.
The “Behind the Scenes” documentary does give a
thorough if extremely brief overview of the production, and
the photo gallery provides various pointless shots on set. Last
and easily greatest are the deleted scenes with commentary from
Harris, again displaying his knack for quirky slice of life
vignettes.
“Imaginary
Heroes” is a witty and amusing drama on the state of the
modern American family, hopefully one much more troubled than
yours. One can smile contentedly and smugly remark “there
but for the grace of God, eh?” to the assembled seats
of absent family members. There now, no need to despair. The
bottle’s not empty yet.