Rating
-
Drama
(US); 2000; Rated R; 112 Minutes
Cast
Maria Bello: Suzi Loomis
Paul Giamatti: Todd Woods
Huey Lewis: Ricky Dean
Gwyneth Paltrow: Liv
Scott Speedman: Billy
Marian Seldes: Harriet Gahagan
Produced by Katherine E. Beyda, John Byrum, Neil
Canton, Kevin Jones, Tony Ludwig, Lee R. Mayes, Bruce Paltrow
and Alan Riche; Directed by Bruce Paltrow; Screenwritten
by John Byrum
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9/22/00 |
Written
by DAVID KEYES When
six spiritually unhappy individuals pair up in rather unrelated
situations, they all find themselves on route to the same
destination: a $5000 prize at an Omaha, Nebraska karaoke
contest. One pair are newly-acquainted father and daughter,
who bond throughout the movie on various ventures into karaoke
competitions in local bars. The second pair consists of
a business man who is overwrought with anxiety because his
family ignores him, and an escaped convict with a voice
that would captivate saints. The third is, rather pointlessly,
a cab driver with the breakup blues, who agrees to take
an ambitious waitress across the country to this contest
just as long as she continues to perform sexual favors.
For any person even slightly interested in seeing “Duets,”
which is a road movie without any sense of direction or
stability, perhaps these descriptions alone will help shape
your final decision.
“Duets”
is one of the most muddled, unconvincing pictures you will
ever see this year; an off-the-wall exercise where ingredients
such as pretentious dramatics, halfhearted comedy, shaky
characters and relentless studio sentiment are hammered
together without reason or consistency. Directed by Bruce
Paltrow, father to the movie’s star, Gwyneth Paltrow, the
picture functions with limited accessibility, combining
stories so hastily that viewers are unable to grow comfortable
with the setup. Each specific story adopts its own incentive,
and because they are told at intervals throughout the 112-minute
running time, the movie never manages to ground itself on
the terms of a reasonable tone. Even though all three of
them are sloppy, one story would be enough to satisfy the
picture’s narrative needs. The marriage of the three is
just overkill.
The
movie opens with Ricky Dean (Huey Lewis), a karaoke hustler
of sorts, challenging the night’s entertainment to a singing
bet that involves large wads of cash. People feel up to
his challenges because Dean’s appearance at these places
is not that suspicious: he dresses in a loud tone, wears
glasses, and pretends to care little about the competition,
even questioning why anyone would want to do it. He beats
the pants off of his competitors, needless to say, and carries
the money off with him. His routine lifestyle changes, however,
when a former girlfriend dies, he attends the funeral, and
meets (for the first time) his daughter Liv (Gwyneth Paltrow),
who is a Las Vegas showgirl and can’t wait to get to know
her father. Paltrow is a cheery actress, and even Lewis
has touches of merit on his part, but both of them trample
through the story without much convincing momentum, using
the script’s melodrama like it was a survivor’s guide.
In
another approach, we meet Todd Woods (Paul Giamatti), whose
traveling salesman business and neglecting family have sucked
the energy from his soul, encouraging him to go traveling
across the country to search for himself. Giamatti has the
only strong performance here because he never treads into
the pool of dramatic manipulation; when he rants, he sounds
sincere, has validity in his expression, and we even identify
with his frustration. But then there’s an awkward change
of priorities when Todd picks up a hitchhiker named Reggie
Kane—who is an ex-con only experienced in singing and stealing—and
the two strike up a friendship that leads them towards Omaha.
The pairing is amusing, but the chemistry feels one-sided.
Following
these formations comes Billy (Scott Speedman), a cab driver
who has grown flustered over his recent breakup. He picks
up waitress Suzi Loomis one day, and she convinces him to
take her to this big competition in Omaha in exchange for,
well, practically anything he wants. Both of the characters
here are obviously unhappy, but the script never dives into
their personas, letting them drift at the surface while
the other two stories get more screen exposure.
Somehow,
someway, this is all supposed to lead us into one big and
fancy climax with a deep sense of meaning, but alas, like
the story configurations, it doesn’t have any real ambush
(other than the fact that there actually is a climax amongst
all of this mess). The bottom line here is that “Duets”
is a complete miscalculation, uneven and bland, without
a clue as to who it wants to please.
©
2000,
David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org.
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