Road
to Perdition
reviewed
by Dave
Fargo. Titanic. American Beauty. And now, Road to Perdition.
If
you didn't know better, you'd probably think I
was talking about my favorite movies, but you'd
be very wrong.
I
am, in fact, referring to my list of the most overrated
movies in recent years. There have been a lot of
times when I've disagreed with other film critics,
but these specific films all have something in
common: the Oscar.
It's
been out three days, but Road to Perdition already
has huge Oscar buzz, despite it being only July.
My question is, what would it win an Oscar for?
Best
screenplay? If you were impressed with the pseudo-depth
of American Beauty, perhaps you'll be equally impressed
with the slow-as-molasses plot of The Road to Perdition.
From the sluggish first half to the obvious ending,
there's nothing original to this story, or the
way it's told.
Best
Director? Hardly. Sam Mendes is so busy trying
to prove there's some deep meaning to what's going
on that he's completely overlooked the fact that
movies are meant to engage, if not entertain, the
viewer. He keeps the characters at arm's length
(surprising after American Beauty), and the pacing
is just too slow to hold any interest. If the audience
in a nearly-sold out auditorium is all fidgeting
from boredom, you don't deserve a best director
award.
Best
Actor? It's no news that Tom Hanks is who you cast
if you want to at least guarantee a couple Oscar
nominations. I've seen most of his films, and it's
not that he's bad in Road to Perdition, it's just
that he doesn't turn in an Oscar-worthy performance.
Best
Supporting Actor? I don't think Paul Newman really
deserves it, but he's my bet for Best Supporting
Actor. It's the standard old guy token Oscar that
we've seen since Tommy Lee Jones won the category
for The Fugitive. Newman's performance is adequate,
but it isn't anything really special.
So
there you have it. I didn't enjoy Road to Perdition
simply because it failed to engage and/or entertain
me. But beyond that, in retrospect, what I really
hate about this movie is that it reeks of something
crafted simply to win awards. Tom Hanks is the
Oscar golden boy, Paul Newman is the old guy in
what could be his last role (he's old enough, so
you never know), Sam Mendes is the director that
critics love fawning over, and it's even a period
movie to boot.
But
the bottom line is that despite the outward trappings,
Road to Perdition has no soul and is just plain
boring - so much so that if Jaime and I had talked
to each other about half way through, we would
have walked out because we were both wishing we
could go sneak into a different movie.



