Watching
Daniel Barnz’ Phoebe in Wonderland, all I could think
about was how much more emotionally accessible and
thought-provoking last year’s The Black Balloon, another
film about a child with mental disabilities, was. Granted, the
two pictures have different intentions and are told from
different perspectives—the protagonist of Phoebe in
Wonderland is the challenged girl herself, whereas in The
Black Balloon it was the brother. But both deal with how
families respond to disorders and contemplate what exactly
constitutes social abnormality. I think my comparison is
fair—albeit simply a stream-of-consciousness reaction I had when
viewing—and it doesn’t bode well for the inferior Phoebe in
Wonderland.
Much of the
reason Phoebe in Wonderland fails is that it reaches for
the abstract in order to illustrate the central debate over
whether title-character Phoebe (Elle Fanning) has Tourette
syndrome or she’s just healthily different from the rest of her
classmates. Frequently overindulging in Christophe Beck’s
ultra-whimsical score and Phoebe’s dream-sequences inspired by
Alice in Wonderland, the school play in which she is
unexpectedly cast as lead by experimental drama teacher Miss
Dodger (Patricia Clarkson), writer/director Barnz disengages the
viewer from the content. The creative over-stylization of the
material meant to convey Phoebe’s emotions does nothing but work
to convince the viewer of Phoebe’s mother’s (Felicity Huffman)
view: she’s just an imaginary girl with obsessive tendencies,
not one with a medical illness. Phoebe in Wonderland
would have been more involving had it had been free of flourish
and merely asked viewers to consider that central dilemma
through realistic situations; instead, they have their minds
made up for them and the exercise proves purposeless. Barnz may
think his style shows the audience the film’s conflict as
opposed to blankly telling it, but he’s really telling by
showing.
Barnz’
stylistic indulgences, the most obnoxious of which are meta
references to the Alice in Wonderland that Phoebe
embodies in real-life, also turn Phoebe into a rather annoying
character. Whereas in The Black Balloon the autistic
Charlie’s uncontrollable bad behavior was painstaking and
thought-provoking because it was totally realistic, Phoebe’s
inappropriate spitting and hurtful comments just seem irritating
because they exist in a hopelessly pretentious attempt at edgy
filmmaking, not a serious study of Tourettes. It’s not very long
into Phoebe in Wonderland that the viewer realizes there
isn’t a valid or effective point, and everything that follows
proves an endurance-test. By comparison, The Black Balloon’s
goal to observe how autism affects family dynamics was
well-established from the get-go, therefore never leaving
audiences any reason to question its artistic legitimacy.
That
Phoebe in Wonderland gets so bogged down in its
approach is a real shame, because at its heart is a great
performance by Elle Fanning (yes, that’s Dakota’s younger
sister). Had the material surrounding what is by itself a
credible depiction of a girl Tourettes been more compelling and
real, then perhaps we’d be considering Fanning’s work come Oscar
time. But the movie does not ring true as a whole—not even in
its finale, in which the story completely changes tones and
becomes a universal “overcome your fears” tale when Phoebe and
her once-harsh classmates decide to execute their Alice in
Wonderland despite Miss Dodger’s unfortunate school-mandated
absence. Going into this review, I didn’t intend to make the
above references to The Black Balloon, but what am I to
do but recommend a superior similar work when I face the
unfortunate task of deeming this noble-in-premise attempt little
more than a boring example of artistic artifice?
-Danny Baldwin,
Bucket Reviews
Review Published
on: 3.6.2009
Screened on:
2.26.2009 at the Clarity Screening
Room in Beverly Hills, CA.
Phoebe in Wonderland is rated PG-13 and
runs 96 minutes.
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