The Brothers Bloom
Directed by Rian Johnson
The Brothers Bloom may turn out to be 2009’s biggest
disappointment, which will be a testament to both its ambitions and its shortcomings. Rian Johnson’s tale of grifter siblings with opposing temperaments (Mark Ruffalo and Adrien Brody) toured the festival circuit last fall, but its release has been delayed until the start of summer blockbuster season. It would be a shame if audiences looking for air-conditioned diversions were to pass on Johnson’s loopy picture; and a hoot if they should stumble into it mistakenly.
Brick (2006), Johnson’s critically lauded debut, reimagined
Dashiell Hammett and Nicholas Ray for the next generation, using the
writer-director’s actual hometown for its bad-vibes exurban SoCal
setting (eat your heart out, Veronica Mars). It is impressive,
then, just how far Johnson has strayed from the cynical noir style that
made him a success. While Brick was hard like its title,
Brothers Bloom is sentimental, messy and digressive — more
of a novel than a film. The whimsical, literary tableaux will draw
inevitable comparisons to Wes Anderson, but Johnson has a signature way
with a sight gag, as demonstrated when Rachel Weisz, playing a lonely
heiress mark, performs kickflips, juggles chainsaws and raps.
Ruffalo and Brody have great brotherly chemistry. Add to that a
melancholic Weisz (inverting The Lady Eve‘s gender dynamics) and
Brothers Bloom is surprisingly affecting. But too often, Johnson
disrupts the rhythm of his storytelling with gimmickry, alerting you to
the confidence game just as you’re about to get suckered.
Opens May 15