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- <title>
- Sep. 09, 1991: Paging Doc Jollygood
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1991
- Sep. 09, 1991 Power Vacuum
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- CINEMA, Page 69
- Paging Doc Jollygood
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- <p>Hollywood's new prescription for males: trade success for
- sensitivity and learn to be warm, wonderful and wuvable
- </p>
- <p>By Richard Corliss
- </p>
- <p> Men! Sweaty, hairy things! They think every problem can
- be solved with either fists or power tools, and they don't know
- how to shop, cook or listen. In so many modern movies, a guy is
- a goon with a grudge, a hyperactive child on steroids. The
- summer blockbusters show how he can die hard or douse a forest
- fire or terminate the bad guys. But he still needs educating,
- humanizing. Why, with a woman's touch, a man can be a mensch--warm, winsome, wonderful, wuvable and all those other sweet w
- adjectives. Also, in Hollywood's late-summer films, way too
- wimpy.
- </p>
- <p> For the men who run the movies, these dog days are a time
- of atonement. Out go the slam-bang gonadal giants of June and
- July; in come a passel of fellows on their onerous journey
- toward becoming more sensitive souls. They take their cue from
- Harrison Ford, the selfish lawyer in Regarding Henry, who gets
- a shot in the head and suddenly feels so darned...human. But
- the newer films go a step farther. In Doc Hollywood and The
- Doctor, the ones in need of redemption are good guys.
- </p>
- <p> Doctors, even. At the start of both films, the physicians
- are Doc Jollygoods--more than capable at their life-and-death
- jobs, if a bit on the prima donna side. They hardly seem in need
- of comeuppance, but they get it. In Doc Hollywood, an ambitious
- young man (Michael J. Fox) with plans to become a Beverly Hills
- plastic surgeon gets stuck in a small Southern town and soon
- learns how shallow are his dreams of wealth, prestige and
- comfort. In The Doctor, a heart surgeon (William Hurt)
- contracts throat cancer and finds he must endure the impersonal
- hospital "care" he has administered so blithely.
- </p>
- <p> The two leads are not the problem; they illuminate their
- roles. Fox, an icon of sunny impudence, plays a blend of his two
- most famous roles: the sassy kid from Family Ties and the
- cherubic go-getter in the Back to the Future trilogy. And Hurt,
- Hollywood's white-collar star, mines wit and pain from a static
- character. The actor can get wondrously glum when he plays a
- smart guy flummoxed by fate, which is why he should have been
- cast as the hero-victims in Presumed Innocent and The Bonfire
- of the Vanities. Instead he got The Doctor, whose style--earnest and low key, with a dash of irony--complements Hurt's.
- </p>
- <p> But Doc Hollywood comes down with a long siege of the
- cutes, languishing in the Brigadoon innocence of its cheerful
- folkways. And The Doctor, after a good hour or so, goes all
- dithery--devoutly Californian--as Hurt discovers the meaning
- of life by dancing in the desert with a terminally ill patient
- (Elizabeth Perkins). He resolves to support another patient's
- rightful claim in a malpractice suit. This redemptive ploy, also
- used in Regarding Henry, must be Hollywood's new prescription
- for wellness: to atone for one's success.
- </p>
- <p> Both doctors are upscale variations on the standard family
- man of sitcoms--the genial brute who must be taught some
- socializing lesson by the end of the half hour (and who will
- forget it before next week's show). Hurt and Fox must be purged
- of their aggressiveness, their flippancy, their maleness. Kings
- in their operating room, they must become serfs in the benign
- dictatorship of Nice. If this emotional brainwashing is
- redemption, then give us hell. These movies are hot-air balloons
- that deserve to be punctured--preferably with a Black & Decker
- power drill.
- </p>
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