Do films
like Pay It Forward and The Life of David Gale make you
squeamish or violently ill? Do you like it when a 7-foot
hairy man beats you over the head with a mallet marked “film
concept”?
As the
new film, Bee Season concluded I was reminded that once
more Hollywood was screaming from one of their mystical
pulpits and trying to reach out to the masses. Then I was
hit square in the face with a mallet called “sucker!”.
Bee
Season begins innocently as Eliza (Flora Cross), a young
girl desperately tries to win the affection of her neglectful
dad, Saul (Richard Gere) as she strikes out to become spelling
bee champion. When Eliza wins, the affection from her dad
falls to her but that in turn shuns Eliza’s older
brother, Aaron (Max Minghella), who is going through a religious
crisis of his own. Furthermore, Saul is unaware that his
seemingly stable wife, Miriam (Juliette Binoche) is about
to have a breakdown that will rock the family to its very
core.
What
can hold this struggling family together? Well their faith
that is. You see the family practices Kaballah, a Jewish
mysticism that looks at esoteric knowledge concerning God,
God's creation of the universe and the laws of nature.
Saul
teaches his daughter about the mysticism and the power that
Kaballah holds and through his teachings he hopes she will
succeed even more as a speller.
The
film Bee Season is solely about spreading the word of yet
another “hip” Hollywood religion. I don’t
claim to be an expert or a believer but I know when I am
being preached to.
The
film is an overly sappy family melo-drama that shows that
a family can stick together if they believe. Basically what
it comes down to is that Bee Season is an “after-school
special” about Kaballah.
I can’t
say I enjoyed any of the performances except maybe Flora
Cross who seems to be acting with her heart and seems the
most genuine on screen. Binoche is utterly wasted as the
wreck of a mother and seems to be there more for Gere than
the audience.
Then
there is the man himself, Richard Gere. The man, the mission
and the mallet slamming into an unsuspecting audience member’s
head. You would think after he did his “advocate”
speeches at the Oscars that this man would have learned
that we are here to be entertained not preached to. If you
want to be preachy, be subtle, be clever and let us make
up our own minds.
I really
feel sorry for the average movie-goer who wanders into a
screening of this “preach-a-thon”.
McGehee
and Siegel bring their fascinatingly visual approach to
another difficult story with this film about spelling bees
and all things mystical/spiritual. Yes, it's just a bit
intense.
Meet
the Naumann family: 12-year-old Eliza (Cross) is a spelling
expert who has finally grabbed the attention of her preoccupied
parents--Miriam (Binoche), still traumatised after losing
her parents in a car crash, and Saul (Gere), obsessed with
Jewish mysticism. Meanwhile, Eliza winning the district,
regional and state bees takes the spotlight off older brother
Aaron (Minghella), who finds the space to explore new beliefs
through a beautiful stranger (Bosworth).
In a
film obsessed with letters and words, Kaballah, Krishna,
kleptomania and Catholicism are the central issues. Viewers
could spend hours looking for anagrams and formulae. And
each character has some sort of fixation as they try to
find meaning in life. As it becomes apparent that Eliza
has tapped into a divine sort of inspiration, Saul is both
hugely proud and uncontrollably jealous. Because it's what
he hoped to achieve for himself. There are moments when
we wonder about the sanity of all four members of this spiritually
hungry family. And the film's weakest aspect is the fact
that they're so deeply out of the ordinary.
On the
other hand, this provocative introspection is the film's
one original aspect. The directors elegantly and inventively
craft a film that gets deep inside the characters to see
what makes them tick. And the cast all deliver transparent,
intriguing performances as people we can identify with,
root for and also worry about. We can identify easily with
the idea that "something is missing in life".
But
when they start going on (and on) about how God speaks through
words and letters, it starts feeling like both a silly religious
thriller and a Kaballah induction film. Fortunately, the
writer and directors have a strong sense of character and
story, and also a witty, playfulness that keeps the film
from being predictable. Images and themes swirl all over
the place, but while it looks and feels lovely, we're never
quite sure what it means.