Adults
don’t seem to be much help to Justin, who at 17 is
diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder and put on pills
that are ‘three molecules away from cocaine.’
This is to help improve his schoolwork, and it works; so
much, indeed, that he hardly notices that an old sort-of-girlfriend,
previously a Green Peace activist, has become a stoner.
The pills also stop him sucking his thumb, which drives
his parents nuts.
Mike
Mills’s movie “Thumbsucker” is like a
breath of fresh air, showing a teenager who really is depressed
(a lot of teenagers simply affect depression as a fashion
choice), and it is haunting, touching, and often very funny.
If it seems at times a little unfocussed in tone, this further
adds to the lack of focus in Justin’s life. Although
it’s a comedy, it’s not always a fun movie to
watch, often expressing an uneasy truthfulness.
Justin
is played by Lou Pucci, and it is every bit the equal to
Jason Schwartzman’s performance in “Rushmore,”
Jake Gyllenhaal’s in “Donnie Darko” and
Kieran Culkin’s in “Igby Goes Down”; the
characters in these movies all being in some way linked
in personality to Pucci’s role. He plays a character
with a weird personality, and is wise enough to know that
this is not the same thing as playing a weird character.
Like
most teens in movies, he is not very popular (with the exception
of Ferris Bueller, movie teenagers are invariably underdogs).
His relationship with Rebecca (Kelli Garner), the Green
Peace/stoner girl, is his first, and it’s an on-off
one that he takes more seriously than she does. He is sad
and under-confident as the movie opens, but he slowly learns
how to be himself without feeling the pressure of fulfilling
people’s expectations. ‘I feel like me,’
he says at one point. ‘I never really have before.’
Pucci’s
is one of many wonderful performances in the movie. His
parents are played by Tilda Swinton and Vincent D’Onofrio,
who are both convincing in their roles as people who love
their children, but aren’t always sure of what is
best for them, and in their own way are as insecure as Justin.
The communication between family members seems damaged,
and Justin gets infuriated with parents for not always being
honest with him (or, he suspects, each other). His parents
seem perhaps stereotypes at first; a sporty dad who goes
ape when he spots his son sucking his thumb, and a quiet,
seemingly unhappy mother. These characters, though, are
developed into sympathetic people in their own right, as
we learn of their pasts and slowly change our minds about
them. Even Joel, Justin’s little brother, a minor
character, has a great moment when he stands up to Justin
and tells him he’s not the only one with problems.
‘Didn’t it occur to you that because you’re
so weird, I had to step up and be normal?’ he asks.
There
are two other excellent reasons to see this movie: Vince
Vaughn and Keanu Reeves, who play two of the funniest supporting
roles in recent memory. Vaughn is Mr. Geary, Justin’s
teacher, who doesn’t have much time for Justin until
he makes it onto the ‘debate team’ after he
starts taking the pills. In some of his little quirks, such
as telling the girls to come into the boy’s toilet
for a pre-debate pep-talk, we sense he is a man with issues.
Reeves plays Dr. Lyman, Justin’s dentist, whose methods
rarely have anything to do with fillings or polishes. He
makes the right decision by playing this eccentric in a
completely deadpan way; he seems to be sending up his own
persona a little, and ends up getting laughs just from looks,
or single words.
“Thumbsucker”
is Mike Mills’s debut movie as a director; in the
past, he has directed music videos. He is a confident and
talented director, even if he resorts to a few slow-motion
montages of Justin’s life. When you’ve seen
one slow-motion life montage, you’ve seen them all.
But it’s a movie with much more intelligence than
the average movie about teens (including, I would argue,
“Donnie Darko”), and it’s not just about
Justin anyway. An entire movie could be made about his parents,
or indeed his dentist. Not many actors would be able to
pull of what Reeves does with the role; he brings the sincerity
of Neo into the role of a wacko, and it’s an inspired
performance in a movie where the peripheral characters are
as complete and alive as the title one.
Adam
Whyte
There's
nothing particularly original about this indie-style coming-of-age
drama (see also Igby Goes Down, Tadpole, The Rage in Placid
Lake, and so on), but it's an impressive debut for Mills,
who knows exactly what to do with his extremely strong cast.
Justin
(Pucci) is a 17-year-old who has never stopped sucking his
thumb, despite the best efforts of his loving, worldly wise
parents (Swinton and D'Onofrio), his orthodontist (Reeves)
and his debate teacher (Vaughn). Maybe there's something
going on here? Perhaps Justin just needs medication to help
him cope with either depression or attention-deficit disorder.
Or the problem might be that he's smarter than everyone
around him. Or that he just needs to let himself grow up.
At the
centre of this film, Pucci gives such a strongly compelling
performance that we experience everything right along with
him. We don't always like what he does or says, or how he
treats the people around him, or the way he's so relentlessly
self-obsessive. But we understand him--he's a teenager after
all. And Pucci is a terrific young actor who beautifully
balances the comedy and drama without appearing to try at
all. Swinton and D'Onofrio are constantly surprising as
his bewildered parents; Garner is very good as the unattainable
object of Justin's affections; and Reeves and Vaughn provide
solid, sometimes scene-stealing support.
Mills
gives the entire film a kind of Zen/existential tone that
echoes Justin's upbringing, combined with a subtle stab
of smart humour that keeps the film fresh and engaging.
Some of this is hilariously funny, such as Reeves' hypnosis
scenes. Other aspects are more sharply telling, such as
Garner's cruel experimentation. And in the end, the concluding
messages aren't terribly original. Yes, we're all--regardless
of our age--scared little animals addicted to an idea of
the life we imagine ourselves living. Yes, the trick in
life is learning to live without an answer. There's an awful
lot of, to quote Reeves, "hippy psychobabble"
in here. But even as it meanders toward the conclusion,
it's also the kind of film that can, surprisingly, make
you fall in love with your parents.