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AMERICAN SPLENDOR
A sensation at Sundance, this is an unorthodox,
unscrubbed docudrama about the life and art of Harvey Pekar, the
morose creator of the "American Splendor" comics.
CAST: Paul Giamatti, Hope Davis, Judah Friedlander, James Urbaniak,
Harvey Pekar, Joyce Brabner, Shari Springer Berman, Robert Pulcini,
Toby Radloff, Donal Logue, Molly Shannon, Earl Billings, David Letterman
DIRECTORS: Shari Springer Berman and Robert Pulcini
"
So far this year, no American movie has provided
such rich, unusually satisfying flavors...taking their cue from
Pekars work, the husband-and-wife team of Berman and Pulcini
stretch the boundaries of movie bios
This cubistic approach,
blurring the line between the man and his work, gives us the impression
were seeing the world from inside Pekars head
American
Splendor is a painfully funny movie
Yet the most surprising
thing about American Splendor is how moving it ultimately
is
the (qualified) happy ending feels honestly earned, its
sweetness all the more potent because its been fed by the
sour." --David Ansen, Newsweek
"Arriving not a moment too soon, American Splendor
is a glorious rebuke to all this summers recycled, effects-ridden,
laboriously fun Hollywood disappointments piled along
the wayside like so many crashed cars
Written and directed
by the husband-and-wife team of Shari Springer Berman and Robert
Pulcini, American Splendor is every bit as original
as its real-life protagonist
What keeps Pekars funk from
becoming a running joke is the depth of feeling behind it. His underground
comic books are almost unbearably poignant, and much of the film
is, too
It would be a mistake to regard American Splendor
as an anthem for the common man. It is the uncommon that is being
celebrated here." --Peter Rainer, New York Magazine
"American
Splendor is as inventive as Being John Malkovich,
as psychologically quirky as Ghost World and as honest
as the day is long
Pekar, played with a perfection that borders
on genius by Paul Giamatti, is billed as a blue-collar Twain,
but he's just a dyspeptic soul with a twisted mind and a good heart
flipping the bird to a harsh world
The conceit that works
brilliantly throughout the film is the intercutting of documentary
footage of the now-64-year-old Pekar, his wife, Joyce [both shown
above], and his autistic friend, Toby, with dramatized scenes with
Giamatti, Hope Davis and Judah Friedlander
As we can see from
the scenes with the real Pekar, and from his hoarse voice-over narration,
Giamatti has the man's halting mannerisms down pat, but he informs
them with genuine humanity. He is the classic artist-pessimist,
seeing his glass as perpetually half-empty -- but always hoping
for rain." --Jack Mathews, The New York Daily News
"Filmed and acted to near perfection, it's one of the year's
most innovative and exciting pictures. I'm kinda like a class-clown
type of guy ... with all these shticks that I do, Pekar says.
The movie elevates those shticks into life-affirming art -- and
entertainment -- as invigorating as anything I've seen in ages."
--David Sterritt, The Christian Science Monitor
"This
is the Hope Davis performance we've all been waiting for. As Joyce,
she has a sort of radioactive drabness: The dull brown hair hangs
defiantly limp, the glasses are freakishly oversized, the voice
is a postnasal drip that somehow sings. Harvey and Joyce's first
date on-screen, in a yuppie chain restaurant, is a getting-to-know-you
scene that will enter the annals of neurasthenic romantic comedy
Davis
doesn't flinch as she recites her litany of woes, and Giamatti looks
simultaneously smitten and ill, as if Cupid's arrow had been tipped
with a gastrointestinal virus
American Splendorwhich
is more thrilling than Daredevil, more powerful than
The Hulk, and more freakish than X-Menis
proof that ordinary guys can hold the comics, and the screen, as
well as superheroes. This Halloween, I want to be Harvey Pekar."
--David Edelstein, Slate
"American Splendor is the splendid climax to one
of the best summers in years on the art-film circuit, with gems
like 28 Days Later, Capturing the Friedmans,
Whale Rider, Dirty Pretty Things and so
many more. Like many of Hollywood's flaccid seasonal offerings,
American Splendor is based on a comic book. But fear
not, it's the best acted and most emotionally resonant such effort
since the indie Ghost World looked at another lost soul
a couple of years ago
In one scene, a character enthusiastically
describes a movie as a story of hope, of tolerance.
He's talking about The Revenge of the Nerds, but it
applies more accurately to the sweet and sour treat that is American
Splendor, one of the year's best movies." --Lou Lumenick,
The New York Post
"American Splendor is a jazzy and humane synthesis
of the comic books that Cleveland writer Harvey Pekar has for 25
years fashioned from the dross of his daily life. The movie is clever,
engaging, and cannily faux populist
American Splendor
is the icing on the anti-careerist cake that Pekar wants to eat
and have as well." --J. Hoberman, The Village Voice
"
such gimmickry requires a more complex and fascinating
subject than this working-class grouch-turned-minor celebrity
The
films plethora of unnecessary compositional devices, rather
than providing us with diverse portraits of Pekar (as the illustrators
of his books did by drawing him in wildly different styles), come
across as distracting affectations bent on obscuring the fact that
the writers story doesnt have the heft required to sustain
a feature film
There are a few hilarious sequences that capture
the essence of Pekars frustration-imbued prose, --but the
stream of inside jokes included for Pekar aficionados makes one
feel as though the filmmakers are aggressively courting those fans
in the hope that theyll elevate the film to cult status a
la Crumb and Ghost World (two better films
that chart similar milieus)." --Nicholas Schager, Slant Magazine
"A film that achieves the dream of full integration -- subject,
media, music and attitude American Splendor was
easily the best U.S. feature at Sundance this year
among the
qualities that won over audiences, including this one, was the delicacy
with which directors Shari Springer Berman and Robert Pulcini handled
the unpredictable quantity that is Pekar, a writer, accidental social
critic and hospital file clerk whose disgruntled air is his calling
card
American Splendor is funny, clever, tender
and wry." --John Anderson, Newsday
"As played by Paul Giamatti, Harvey is a gray wad of anger
that spends his time in his cavelike apartment, with shelves sagging
under the weight of his collection of record albums and jazz 78's,
sputtering to his equally powerless pals about a world that he refuses
to understand. Slumped into a posture that's a question mark with
a pot belly, Mr. Giamatti is a frustrated tremor, shaking and gesticulating
futilely
Film really can't evince the working-class subversion
of Mr. Pekar's Splendor comics, but the movie brings
its own take on Harvey's life to the screen. It neither embarrasses
nor condescends." --Elvis Mitchell, The New York Times
"In
his first major film role, character player Giamatti never fails
to find the humanity and clenched hope behind Pekar's drooping,
scowling facade -- while always remaining faithful to the truth
of that facade. Davis, a good actress who just keeps getting better,
turns Harvey's take-charge-depressive wife Joyce into a deadpan
comic marvel all her own, but one of so many intellectual and emotional
dimensions that her every droll pronouncement bears as much poignancy
as sting
Harvey Pekar may not be a guy you'd want to spend
a lot of time with in reality
Yet his take on reality is so
unrelentingly true and illuminating, even as artful a presentation
as this movie can do very little to dilute it. And that's a splendid
thing." --Bob Strauss, LA Daily News
"This soon-to-be minor classic is the best movie about society's
untrendiest since Ghost World exactly two years ago
Warm
but not sentimental, Splendor is the latest little movie
to redeem the summer. Films made on the fringes of the system are
now doing most of the heavy lifting of major-studio coffins."
--Mike Clark, USA Today
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