The Roommate
2.5/4
Starring: Minka Kelly, Leighton Meester, Cam Gigandet, Aly
Michalka
Rated PG-13 for Violence and Menace, Sexual Content, Some Language and Teen Partying
I suppose part of the reason why I’m giving this movie a
lukewarm review as opposed to completely eviscerating it because I love these
kinds of movies, and I fully expected this movie to end up on my Bottom 10 list
for the year. After all, it stars a cast
of photogenic actors who made a name for themselves where good looks matter far
more than acting talent (Meester in “Gossip Girl,” Gigandet in “The OC” and
“Twilight”). And it’s a PG-13 movie in a
genre that demands an R rating.
The plot is virtually the same as “Single White Female” only
transported to a college in LA (where else would a movie like this take
place?). Small town girl Sara Matthews
(Kelly) has just moved into her new dorm, and has already made friends with the
local party girl, Tracy (Michalka). Her
roommate only shows up when she comes home drunk from a party. Her name is Rebecca (Meester), and she seems
like the ideal roommate: sweet, good looking, and easy to like. Apparently, Sara hasn’t seen “Single White
Female,” or else she’d take Tracy more seriously after she claims that Rebecca
was waiting outside her room all night for no reason. Of course, Sara has other things on her mind,
like her lecherous teacher (Billy Zane) and her new boyfriend, the sexy drummer
named Stephen (Gigandet). But when Sara
mentions that she’s thinking about moving into her friend’s apartment, Rebecca
takes it personally. And that’s when
things start getting ugly.
The “stranger within” formula works time and time again for
a few reasons. First, it takes time to
develop the characters. In slasher
movies, the rule of thumb is the less you know about the killer/monster/evil
villain, the scarier he is. In the
psychological thriller genre, it’s the exact opposite. Second, it allows the tension to build slowly
as the hero/heroine (usually the latter) is placed in harm’s way, but she’s too
far in when she finally realizes it.
Again, high levels of tension can work from beginning to end, but it
takes a master to pull it off, and most who attempt fail spectacularly. Finally, actors are given the chance to act,
rather than stand behind/in front of a mask and scream. As long as the film succeeds in these four
areas, it works. Director Christian E.
Christiansen manages to do this, albeit barely (he understands the rules a lot
better than Curtis Hanson, who bungled other genre entries “The Hand that Rocks
the Cradle” and “Bad Influence”).
Surprisingly, the acting is effective. Minka Kelly is good as nice girl Sara. She’s like a big sister; sweet, loving and
supportive. Leighton Meester is less
successful as Rebecca. She’s good when
she’s shy and introverted, but when she’s required to go loco, the role escapes
her talents. Cam Gigandet may never be
known as a great actor, but he is good looking, which is all that’s really
required here (surprisingly, he does not take off his shirt, which is something
of a requirement for hot guys in movies like this. He does constantly wear a skin-tight t-shirt,
which is close enough, I guess). He’s
effective here, and generates a little heat with Kelly.
For a thriller, it’s surprising that the thriller elements
are the least effective parts of the movie.
Actually, they’re often hilariously bad.
The film is on surer ground when it details what it’s like to be in
college; this material rings true.
I can’t recommend the film; too much that’s supposed to work
doesn’t, and the desperation of the screenwriter to follow the formula is
evident in many scenes. But for those in
the target audience, at least you can be assured that there is other worthwhile
stuff going on then ogling at your favorite TV stars.
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