Set
during the "hangover" following England's 17th
century Restoration, this true story features fascinating
characters played by exceptional actors. But the film's
murky look and stagy narrative weaken the gut-punch it so
wants to deliver.
The
second Earl of Rochester, John Wilmot (Depp), is a free
spirit without any sense of morality. His wife (Pike) puts
up with his antics, while his friends bask in his raucous,
intelligent glow. Charles II (Malkovich) commissions him
to write a play for a visiting dignitary, but the patently
obscene production sits at odds with John's sudden discovery
that he might be in love with his lead actress (Morton).
Although she's not about to follow him into the hole he's
digging for himself.
Opening
with a to-camera monologue in which John states that he
doesn't want us to like him, we know from the start that
this is going to be a journey into depravity and, of course,
redemption. Dunmore films it in deep shadow; everything
takes place in a muddy gloom that looks interesting on screen
but continually obscures the action (it'll be unwatchable
on video). And Jeffreys' script isn't much clearer, wallowing
in shadowy decadence with dialog that sounds written, not
spoken--like Shakespeare filtered through Tarantino. It's
intelligent and literary, but rarely believable.
Fortunately
the cast brings the characters to vivid life, adding texture
and colour. Depp gives a dazzling tour de force as a man
who loses his soul, then his heart, then his body. It's
a continually surprising performance. Yet even though his
interaction with Morton and Pike is sharp and smart, the
mannered filmmaking keeps it from being as emotional as
it should be.
As artful
and lively as this film is, the filmmakers seem to get bogged
down in their moralising message, only offering token portrayals
of decadence in lieu of a cautionary tale about a wasted
life. Darkly elegant and sometimes brilliant, it's still
a grim mess of a movie. Yet even as the drifting plot gets
melodramatic and ill-defined, Depp holds it together and
keeps us glued to our seats. His final scenes are staggering.
1675,
the return of King Charles II (Malkovich) to the throne
after years of unrest led to a time of decadence and excess.
Exploiting this fact to its fullest was the Earl of Rochester,
John Wilmot (Depp). Living life to the full, he loved women
and drank copious amounts of anything alcoholic but this
was all to the determent of his work and his family. As
he continually became an annoyance to the King and an embarrassment
to his wife (Pike), he was a society darling especially
after his latest wager produced one of London’s finest
actresses, Elizabeth Barry (Morton).
Opening
with a prologue that sees the lead character announce that
‘you will not like me’ doesn’t fill the
viewer with enthusiasm but the life of the Earl Of Rochester
was anything but dull.
Based
on the acclaimed play by Stephen Jeffreys, ‘The Libertine’
is a tour-de-force for the chameleon talents of Johnny Depp.
Every time he graces the silver screen, Depp literally become
the character he is portraying. You forget that this is
the quietly spoken, shy man that you see during interviews
or press junkets and totally embrace the character he is
playing. He is the Earl Of Rochester, transforming himself
completely into the character and revelling in his decadent
surroundings.
Debonair,
bringing with confidence but a slave to his vices, the Earl
Of Rochester was the equivalent of what a Hollywood celebrity
is today and he lived to the 17th Century version of excess
that some of our outrageous stars live today. With drink
and women the most important things in his life, this should
be a tale of excessive debauchery but unfortunately the
film doesn’t go far enough. The prologue promises
you that you will not like the lead character but he doesn’t
do anything that deplorable to make you dislike him. He
doesn’t even go to the excesses that you might have
been expecting. For a womaniser he doesn’t seem to
be with many women throughout the film, as the story is
about him finding his true love, Elizabeth Barry. He does
drink and swear an awful lot but this is neither shocking
nor nasty enough for you not to like him.
These
shortcomings are slightly balanced out by the strength of
Depp’s supporting cast. Samantha Morton gives another
solid performance as Elizabeth Barry. The chemistry between
her and Depp drives the second act, as they bounce the dialogue
off each other. John Malkovich transforms himself to play
King Charles II. Putting on weight and a large amount of
makeup, Malkovich is almost as chameleon like as Depp as
he totally amerces himself in the character. Rosamund Pike
continues spurn the Bond-Girl curse and grow into an actress
that is worth watching. As Elizabeth Malet, the Earl’s
devoted wife who continues to love him, however he treats
her.
‘The
Libertine’ is a labour of love by Johnny Depp and
director Laurence Dunmore. Visually stunning and superbly
acted, the film is let down by not going as far or showing
as much as it could have done. For a film that wants you
not to like the lead character, the lack of anything really
too shocking or deplorable makes you think that he wasn’t
really that bad.
The Libertine Cast:
Johnny Depp, Samantha Morton, John Malkovich, Rosamund
Pike,
Tom Hollander, Jack Davenport, Francesca Annis, Johnny
Vegas,
Richard Coyle, Rupert Friend, Kelly Reilly, Shane
MacGowan