Parents will always worry about how their children will turn
out, and there will always be the debate of nature vs. nurture. Are our kids
naturally destined to become reprobates on the Jeremy Kyle show or can strict
parenting get them on their way to achieving that PhD from Oxford? Such
concerns are those of the parents at the centre of Carnage, Roman Polanski’s satirical stab at the politically
correct middle classes who are so very desperate not to offend anyone.
The four protagonists are two sets of parents (one couple
played by Kate Winslet and Christoph Waltz, the other Jodie Foster and John C.
Reilly) whose children have gotten into a fight. They decide to meet up and
discuss the incident and how to go about reprimanding the children in a civilised
fashion. Of course, things spiral out of control, tempers start flaring and
everyone ends up acting more childish than the kids. Add alcohol to the mix
and…well I’m sure you’ve experienced the emotional effects of one too many.
Originally based on a play (the playwright also helped
Polanski pen the screenplay, so at least the spirit of the original source
material is there), 99% of the film takes place entirely in one location. For a
play, this is advantageous because it doesn’t require set changes and the stage
is the actual boundary in which this rather talky story can be told. However,
when you get into the realm of film, these boundaries cease to exist. Camera
angles and sets, even planets can change with a simple cut, so it’s hard to
confine all the action to one space that doesn’t physically trap the
characters. What this ultimately means is that you find yourself constantly
asking why they don’t just leave. Even at the points where they are practically
out the door, something manages to drag them back in again and this repetition
causes the opening to drag somewhat.
However, once their manners begin to dissipate, the real
comedy starts and the film gets very entertaining and begins to flow a lot
more. The humour is witty and snide, backed up by decent performances (from a
cast where 3 of 4 have won Oscars, what would you expect?) from the four leads.
Each character is has their own set of believable ticks and the character
progression from civilised to barbarism is natural. And at a brisk 80 minutes,
it certainly doesn’t want to hang around for too long, which is more than can
be said about the characters.
There is one big problem with it though - it really isn’t
very memorable (apart from Kate Winslet’s no infamous projectile vomiting
scene), which leads me to think that maybe Carnage isn’t as aggressive as the title claims it to be.
It’s an interesting thematic concept - how adults are trapped by manners and
attempts to please everyone, when all they want to do is act like children and
lash out at anyone that says they’re wrong - but is it one that really needs
addressing? Surely we all know this, even if it’s subconscious, we know it.
This intimate knowledge of the driving force of the story then in the end sucks
out the venom that Polanski is trying to sting you with.
It’s a shame really, because it really is so bloody
entertaining. So by all means, go and watch it, enjoy the great performances
and the zinger upon zinger dialogue. Just don’t see it as anything more than
watching intellectuals trip over their own political correctness which, let’s
face it, is always fun.
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