"The Curious Case of Benjamin Button"
I’m seldom accused of being sentimental. And I’m not often made emotional by movies. In fact, even though I know it may lead to my being labeled un-American, I’ll proudly stand up and declare that I hated that touchstone “touching” classic Forrest Gump. I found it to be frighteningly sweet, predictable and well, boring. I was therefore surprised to find myself teary at a recent screening of "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button," a film that shares many parallels and was even penned by the same scriptwriter, Eric Roth
Based on a lesser short story by F. Scott Fitzgerald, the flick tells the tale of Benjamin Button (portrayed with quiet subtlety by Brad Pitt) who ages backwards. That is to say that he’s born a wrinkled pint-sized chap of 80-ish, with all of the companion afflictions; arthritis, hard-of-hearing, weak heart. His appearance is disturbing, both to the audience and to his onscreen father, who ultimately abandons him hours after his birth. At the same time, there’s something softly beautiful about Benjamin.
Arriving at the doorstep of a New Orleans old-folks home and into the loving care of Queenie (Taraji P. Henson), the black house manager, Button spends his developmental years amidst his peers, at least by physical standards. As the aging and de-aging progresses he evolves from wheelchair to braces. His eyesight sharpens. His muscles strengthen. His peers die off. And soon he encounters Daisy, the young granddaughter of a fellow resident.
Their secret encounters of meeting under the dining table by lamplight are sweet and completely innocent, but his appearance still adds a tinge of the creepy. It’s pretty clear that they will be the ultimate mismatch. When she’s a beaming wide-eyed teenager full of wanderlust, he’s physically a man of 60. Their lifelong off-step dance is the real beauty of the story. There’s only a brief time where they’re in synch and before Benjamin begins to de-evolve, simultaneously displaying acne and the onset of dementia. I don’t think it would be a spoiler to point out…he’s gonna die as an infant.
Benjamin’s travels are documented throughout the three-hour film. He spends time on a tugboat with a grump of a sea captain (scenes that felt most like they were plucked from Forrest Gump) and is seduced by a flawless Tilda Swinton in dark and snowy Russia.
His backwards walking underscores one of the absurdities of life’s carousel: we gain wisdom when it’s often too late to do us much good. We embrace a devil-may-care philosophy when there’s much less risk…and much less potential win.
My one dislike was the technique of having Daisy narrate the story on her deathbed to her estranged daughter while hurricane Katrina ravaged New Orleans. I’m sure it was symbolic of cleansing or the washing away of the magic that created Benjamin to begin with or something, but it felt like a throwaway. And the lovely Julia Ormond was certainly wasted in the role of the estranged daughter.
Due to the complexities of the movie’s themes and its daunting length you may, like myself, need a few days to sort it out. Maybe it’s better to just enjoy the ride.
I don't agree with this review entirely, I am glad to see that someone took the time to post it. This was a great film and I can't wait to see it again.
Posted by: yllek rats | December 29, 2008 at 09:09 AM
Benjamin Button was very Fincher-esque... almost as good as his other stuff if not for some nagging plot holes
Posted by: coffee fiend | January 02, 2009 at 10:07 AM
I just watched this movie a couple of days ago - and loved it. I thought it was different from all the other movies that hollywood has been putting out in the last couple of years. This is a great concept of watching a character like Benjamin Button - and his life story. The actors are brilliant, the script had some great lines, that in todays'day and age - I think people could take heed and listen to it's wisdom.
I like watching movies for the pure entertainment it provides. Whether it's fiction or non-fiction, like a book, it still gives something to our imagination and creativity.
I don't ever agree, or listen to, what most critics say about movies - often times, I feel they put too much thought into what they're watching and forget to enjoy the entertainment - perhaps maybe, the imagination department has gotten jaded in their years?
I hope you get to see this movie, it's endearing, and fascinating.
Much Love & Aloha
-Gecko-
Posted by: islandgecko | January 05, 2009 at 11:49 PM