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- CINEMA, Page 72A Fable for Postmoderns
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- By Richard Sscickel
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- HIGH HOPES
- Directed and Written by Mike Leigh
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- There was an old woman who lived in a semidetached shoe
- box. She had two too many children, who didn't know what to do
- in Margaret Thatcher's England. And neither did their spouses,
- their lovers, their friends, their neighbors or, for that
- matter, the little old lady.
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- Maybe Mike Leigh's High Hopes is too realistic and too
- intricate to be called a nursery rhyme for moderns. But he and
- his actors and designers do push out beyond the purely
- naturalistic. All the figures in his dismal urban landscape
- carry a carefully calculated moral weight, and their story is
- clearly intended as a microcosmic portrait of contemporary
- English life. So call it, perhaps, a fable on the sneak. And
- call it something else too: yet another carefully handmade
- ornament of the new British cinema, which includes such small
- recent marvels as My Beautiful Laundrette; Rita, Sue and Bob
- Too; Withnail and I and Wish You Were Here.
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- Leigh, whose rigorous improvisational techniques have made
- him a guru of British theater (Goose-Pimples) and TV (Abigail's
- Party) for two decades, brings to his work the same
- anti-Thatcher animus that energizes much of today's British
- cinema. But unlike Laundrette and the rest, High Hopes derives
- much of its energy and some of its best comic strokes from a
- conscious, open acknowledgment that to be postmodern is also to
- be post-Marxist. In a time when people rise and fall freely,
- unhindered by traditional class structures, they become,
- according to Leigh, quite unhinged by their inability to locate
- themselves morally or emotionally on a sturdy social ladder.
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- To be sure, the film's central symbolic figure, the widowed
- Mrs. Bender (Edna Dore, whose senile silences speak volumes)
- has a safe place in that house, superficially unchanged since
- she raised her children. But she is, in fact, the last holdout
- on a gentrifying block, and the world beyond it has become
- utterly incomprehensible to her. Indeed, the movie's most
- crucial and comic scene occurs when she locks herself out and
- must apply to her silly-deadly, yup-scale neighbors for help.
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- But Mrs. Bender's offspring are in their ways almost as
- unhelpful as these strangers. Her daughter Valerie (Heather
- Tobias, in the movie's only overwrought, misjudged performance)
- can buy everything but common sense and fills life's emptiness
- with a riot of ugly possessions. Her son Cyril (Philip Davis)
- has gone the opposite route. He is a leftover leftist who cannot
- abandon the habit of Marxist analysis but is unable to believe
- any longer in its power to effect change.
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- The light of all these lives is Cyril's live-in girlfriend
- Shirley (Ruth Sheen), buck-toothed and, in her self-effacing
- way, greathearted. Quietly, she has turned their dark, cramped
- flat into a haven for waifs and strays (including, finally, Mrs.
- Bender). Quietly too she tends her struggling rooftop garden and
- keeps trying to talk Cyril into having a child. What can you do
- these days but make a warm place to nurture people -- and some
- small hopes for a less harum-scarum future? Perhaps pause to
- admire a brave and subtle film that knowingly explores ideas,
- even ideologies, but never dries up emotionally -- a film that
- never puts its characters' duties to metaphor ahead of their
- prime obligation, which is to live and breathe and squawk their
- wayward humanity.
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