Dolores Claiborne
2.5/4
Starring: Kathy Bates, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Christopher
Plummer, Judy Parfitt, David Strathairn
Rated R for Language and Domestic Abuse
Alcoholism and domestic violence, painful as they are, will
never cease to compel because they have a deep relevance for everyone. Whether it’s through first-hand or tangential
means, we all know about alcoholism and spousal abuse (in many cases, the two
go hand in hand). In his film based on
the book by Stephen King, director Taylor Hackford uses a mystery story as a
means to examine both of these issues.
Selena (Leigh) is a reporter for the New York Times who
returns to her small hometown after her mother, Dolores (Bates) has been
arrested for the murder of her employer (Parfitt). The two have been estranged for years, and
this reunion is going to open some old wounds that Selena would much rather
have been left alone.
With a cast like this, it goes without saying that the
acting is strong. Kathy Bates is very
good as mother on trial. The question is
not just whether she killed Vera Donovan, the cruel woman whose house Dolores
kept, but also if she was responsible for the death of her husband, Joe
(Strathairn). And if she was behind one
or two of the deaths, was it out of cold blood, or did she have her
reasons? Dolores isn’t exactly a likable person; she speaks her mind when she really shouldn’t, and she resists
all attempts to help in her own defense.
As Selena, Jennifer Jason Leigh is a surprise (at least to me). I have seen her in other roles, but she will
be forever burned into my mind as the psychotic roommate in “Single White
Female.” But Leigh is such a good
actress that it took me less than a second to see Selena St. George instead of
Hedy Carlson. Selena is resentful
towards her mother, and she’s only back in town due to a sense of obligation
rather than a genuine care for her mother’s well-being. Judy Parfitt is good as the nightmarish
employer, but who may not be as much of a bitch as she seems, and Christopher Plummer
is perfectly slimy as the detective who seems to have it in for Dolores.
The problem with the film is that it’s way too long. This is a 100 minute movie stretched out to
over two hours, and there are times when the film drags way too much. Once it finds its groove during the second
hour, things get pretty interesting, but before that point, it’s pretty slow
going. The climax doesn’t work
either. It’s contrived and not
particularly believable.
Watching this movie, I couldn’t help thinking of “Once Were
Warriors,” a New Zealand film that dealt with the same issues in a much more
compelling way. That film was a brutal
hit to the gut that will leave anyone reeling.
Although there are some qualities about “Dolores Claiborne” that bear
mentioning, it doesn’t even come close to matching the impact of “Once Were
Warriors” or any competently made mystery.
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