Reviewed by Christopher Armstead |
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This may very well be a first. First
time director Jason Matzner has gone and made a
feature film which takes place in a trailer
park, and it isn’t a comedy. No,
‘Dreamland’ is a winsome character study of teen
angst, illness and inner demons set against the
dry arid backdrop of a small New Mexico trailer
park which calls itself Dreamland. Agnes Bruckner is Audrey, a
recent high school graduate and master poet who
has gone to the trouble of applying to what
appears to be every major college in the United
States and subsequently has been accepted to
them all, despite the fact she seems to have no
intention of going to any of them. Agnes
seems to be held down by the loved ones in her
life, such as her father Henry (John Corbett)
who became agoraphobic soon after death of his
wife and copes with his affliction and grief
with liquor and maryjane. There
is also her best friend Cindy (Kelli Garner),
who decided to give herself the pornographically
wonderful name of Callista Bliss, as she thinks
this will assist her in her dream to eventually
become Miss America. Callista is also afflicted
with Multiple Sclerosis and leans heavily on
Audrey for support. Audrey works at the quick
mart with wannabe bohemian Abraham (Brian
Klugman) whom Audrey likes to experiment
sexually with, which is something the girls
didn’t do much of when I was just out of high
school. Or
perhaps they did, they just weren’t interested
in experimenting with me. Some
kind of way, it always circles back to ME. When a new family moves into the park, Audrey is immediately smitten by the young, basketball parable spouting Mookie (Justin Long) who is rehabbing his knee in hopes |
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of getting himself a nice basketball
tryout at the local U. Now just a bit of a problem
here. Basketball
is a unique sport in that you can tell within about
3 seconds of somebody simply holding a basketball
whether or not they have a grip on the game. For
instance, if you pass me a basketball, then watch me
pivot and fire a J, you could tell that this is
something I’ve done before on numerous occasions. I have a
beautiful jump shot, though I may only sink about 8%
of my attempts, my form is flawless. I could
also regale you with tales of my college basketball
days and reel off scoring averages, but that would
just be me talking about me again. My point
is that Justin Long, though he’s a fine young actor
(well, not so young, just young looking), ain’t
getting no college scholarship for basketball. Somebody
should have taught the boy how to shoot a proper
jump shot before rolling tape. George
Clooney perhaps, who has a very nice jump shot. Movies
are about selling the illusion. In the
tele-movie about late Loyola Marymount basketball
player Hank Gathers, the producers cast two guys who
have obviously never been on a basketball court in
their lives. Just
because they’re black doesn’t mean they can play and
thus the illusion was destroyed even before it could
be established.
In ‘New Jack City’ Carl Payne and Wesley
Snipes were supposed to be neighborhood basketball
legends and they have this scene on the court. Carl
Payne is a fine hoopster, and it showed when he took
a shot, whereas Wesley apparently had never held a
basketball in his life and thus when he took his
jumper, he looked like an idiot and the illusion was
destroyed. I
know, what about ‘White Man Can’t Jump’? Well sir,
they took the time to train Mr. Snipes, who already
had the athletic ability, just needed a little
skill. Whereas
Woody Harrelson needed no training as the man
actually turned down a basketball scholarship to LSU
to pursue acting.
This long diatribe probably should been in an
article by itself, but whattayagonnado. Though Audrey is smitten by Mookie
she inexplicably turns him on to Callista and the
two hit it off quite well, though Audrey keeps
falling deeper and deeper for the boy. I should
also mention that Kelli Garner is quite busty and
her breast tend to dominate every scene she is in. Just
though I toss that in there. Soon
Audrey is simply overwhelmed by the responsibilities
in her young life and start to completely unravel
and she starts behaving in ways only an eighteen
year-old would in an effort to find what the hell
she is supposed to do with her life. Jason Matzner certainly has a career as a film director with his deft and seamless handling of his camera, and his cinematographer, Jonathan Sela was certainly on his game as he practically made a New Mexico trailer park look like a little slice of heaven. The performances are fine, particularly John Corbett who gives a real breezy turn as the screwed up father who still loves his little girl above all. There was truly nothing wrong with ‘Dreamland’ in tone, narrative, look, performance… But I will say it’s an acquired taste of a film that could only be recommended to people who enjoy these small, somewhat inconsequential independent character study type films. Anyone who is interested in the art of film should probably make it a point to see ‘Dreamland’, however I’m not sure it’s audience extends beyond that. |
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