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By Cole Smithey
‘$9.99’

Starring the voices of Geoffrey
Rush, Anthony LaPaglia, Joel Edgerton,
Barry Otto and Claudia Karvan.
Rated R, 78 minutes
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An urban Sidney, Australian apartment
building is the alternately public
and private forum for a disparate
collection of humanity represented
as animated clay people in Tatia
Rosenthal’s quirky yet unsatisfying
stop-motion drama that vacillates
between a gee-whiz philosophy,
surreal digressions of whimsy
and twisted sexual expression.
Geoffrey Rush is the voice of
a suicidal homeless man who comes
back as a disenfranchised winged
angel to converse with an aged
tenant after having offed himself
in the presence of Jim (voiced
by Anthony LaPaglia), a widowed
father to a couple of grown boys
busy searching for the meaning
of life in all the wrong places.
Surreal elements blend with a
prosaic narrative that refuses
to ever come to life. The film
is significant if only as a first
co-production between Tel Aviv
and Australian film companies.
Intriguing as a flawed experiment
in animation, “nine dollars ninety-nine
(as it’s spoken in proper Aussie
dialect) suffers from a lack of
thematic continuity that leaves
the audience wanting both more
and less — more story and less
metaphor.
The most striking aspect of “$9.99”
is how simultaneously fantastic
yet awful its stop-motion animated
elements are. The buildings and
set designs are infinitely impressive,
while more often than not the
clay characters’ faces repel when
they should invite audience affiliation.
The films thematically loose title
comes from the price that its
twenty something character Dave
Peck pays for a mail order book
that purports to contain the meaning
of life. Yet somehow the filmmakers
never allow Dave to speak the
magic words that he is convinced
have given meaning to his existence.
It’s a film that sets out to be
a “meditation” on the significance
of hope, and as such dooms itself
to wallow in an over-intellectualized
mire of metaphorical experiences.
A little boy who dreams of possessing
a toy figure of a soccer player
with a ball attached to his toe,
gets a piggy bank from his father
that will enable him to save up
every 50 cent reward he gets for
finishing his milk to purchase
the plaything. But the child misreads
the significance of the bank and
becomes so beguiled by the inanimate
pig’s smile that he forgets about
toy he once wanted, and seeks
deliverance for the hollow pig.
It’s a subplot that seems to prove
the Eastern European ideology
that hope is a useless concept.
Adapted from short stories by
Etgar Keret, the film’s tag line,
that it’s an animated feature
that “offers slightly less than
$10 worth about the meaning of
life,” is unfortunately all to
true about a movie whose visuals
far outweigh its dramatic reach.
For a movie that could only shoot
20 seconds of footage a day, “$9.99”
offhandedly gives greater credence
to the “Wallace & Gromit”
animators, who grasp the narrative
demands of their chosen area of
stop-motion animation with a fully-realized
intentionality. CV
‘My Sister’s Keeper’

Starring Cameron
Diaz, Sofia Vassilieva, Jason
Patric and Abigail Breslin. Rated
PG-13, 106 minutes
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Nick Cassavetes’ three-hankie
weepy lurches during moments of
music-video sequences, and gratuitous
voice-over narration from members
of the Fitzgerald family as they
struggle with their terminally
ill daughter Kate (Sofia Vassilieva).
Parents Sara (Cameron Diaz in
the best performance of her career
to date) and Brian (Jason Patric)
made an ethically challenging
decision when they chose to conceive
a second daughter, Anna (Abigail
Breslin), as a genetically engineered
resource to physically help keep
leukemia-stricken Kate alive.
At eleven, Anna decides that she
wants to be legally exonerated
from her bodily responsibilities
to Kate, and seeks medical emancipation
with the aid of Campbell Alexander
(Alec Baldwin), a successful ambulance-chasing
attorney. A court battle, overseen
by an especially perceptive Judge
De Salvo (Joan Cusack), looms
while Kate pursues romance with
a cancer-suffering patient named
Taylor (Thomas Dekker).
The crux of the drama comes down
to Sara’s ability as a mother
to see beyond her involuntary
urge to fight like a martyr for
the life of a daughter whose pain
and suffering must eventually
come to an end. In spite of some
of its less than elegant editorial
decisions, “My Sister’s Keeper”
is full of terrific performances
all around. Cusack is phenomenal
as a judge recovering from the
loss of her own daughter, and
Breslin confirms her status as
one of the most gifted young actors
in the business.
Co-written by Jeremy Leven and
Cassavetes, the film is based
on the Jodi Picoult’s 2004 novel.
The movie opens with Anna’s narration,
showing off her mature-for-her-age
comprehension of how “most babies
are accidents” because “only people
who have trouble making babies
actually plan for them.” The language
is a little to cutesy for the
material and tilts the drama too
far toward Anna as a would-be
protagonist, while that barley
obscured obligation falls much
more squarely on the shoulders
of Kate, who finds a number of
unusual ways to mediate the family
crisis that is her life and consequently
trickier aspects of the narrative.
Anna is expected to soon donate
one of her kidneys to Kate when
she enters Alexander’s office
to request his legal defense in
getting her off the hook for the
surgery. After years of donating
blood and bone marrow, with the
effect of limiting the activities
that she can or will ever be able
to participate in, Anna’s medical
predicament is an especially sensitive
one to Campbell, whose own physical
defects cause him no end of public
humiliations, as we discover later
on. Anna’s legal action causes
a blow out rift with her mother,
who runs both-guns-blazing into
Campbell’s office to confront
the clear-eyed attorney in a well
crafted dramatic scene that sets
the stage for the courtroom sub-plot
that distracts from Kate’s daily
struggles with chemotherapy as
a toxic balm to her cancer ravaged
body.
“My Sister’s Keeper” manages to
encompass the complexities of
a disjointed family acting with
best intentions in a medical calamity
that necessarily involves a battery
outside influences. If only Cassavetes
could have trusted the film enough
to leave out the distancing montage
music sequences and beside-the-point
narration he could have approached
a perfect drama. Nonetheless,
with the aid of a great cast, he
has made a movie that will relieve
six months worth of tears for
audiences willing to take its
cathartic journey. CV
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