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The danger of a film as well reviewed as Alexander Payne’s The Descendants is that it cannot, and inevitably will not, live up to the hype. Payne follows up his widely successful Sideways and moderately successful Cedar Rapids with a middle of the road story that placates rather than delights, and like a jolly rancher, starts out with an intense sweetness that fizzles into a saccharine aftertaste you can’t get out of your mouth.

The Descendants follows Matt (George Clooney), a father who struggles to balance the discovery  that his comatose wife had been having an affair with the grief of his two young daughters, Alex (Shailene Woodley) and Scottie (Amara Miller). Clooney is soft spoken and refreshingly dumpy, strung up in high-waisted slacks and boxy, floral-printed shirts. With his expressive eyes and constantly pursed mouth, Clooney wars with the often stilted dialogue and unfortunate voice-overs to evoke a solitary resignation as he proceeds through Matt’s misfortune. When Clooney delivers the line, “No one wants to do this,” it is one of the only moments that we believe him.

Disappointingly, in an attempt to slip Clooney under the guise of a well-meaning everyman, Payne has effectively erased Clooney’s charm and replaced him with a heap of mediocrity. He may be more likable than previous characters, but he is less interesting, and not even his lush eyelashes can elicit something beyond apathy from the viewer.

Granted, Clooney is not responsible for the large part of this apathy. The film’s script, penned by four co-writers (which may explain the film’s uneven tone), manages to be simultaneously flippant, ignorant, heavy-handed, and cliche. One would expect more from Jim Rash, of Community fame, who made up half the writing team with his comedy partner, Nat Paxon; their comedic contributions are invisible behind the melodrama. The jokes that do make it through are largely dad jokes and cheap tricks, like Alex’s stoner friend Sid (Nick Krause), a character that has been recycled so many times it ought to be retired, and Scottie, a ten year old with a penchant for flipping her father off, so overacted that the viewer yearns for Abigail Breslin’s Little Miss Sunshine performance.

Yet the comedic portions’ failings are epically upstaged by the film school quality voice-over. Clooney audibly struggles to deliver heavy lines like, “My family is like an archipelago.” The film fails to provide any precedent for the voice-over, at times representing it as a memoiric reflection, at others a direct thought from the scene.

Furthermore, the filmmakers made the bizarre choice to set the movie in Hawaii. Most of this implementation feels simply phony, as if it was added in as an afterthought, like the acoustic ukulele that pursues the characters in every non-dialogue scene. It becomes clear through Matt’s narration, however, that this is meant as a clumsy metaphor for family and tragedy, indicating the the persistent tranquility of nature despite human strife, and the destructive reactions of humans to the natural order of things, whether it’s resistance to death, or the desire to develop a nature reserve.

If only Payne had taken another message from the setting and worked on making his film flow and feel more natural. Perhaps then we could walk out of the theater feeling touched, rather than hungry for a trip to the beach.

 
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