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But What
About…
Oliver Twist
By Jeff Reichert
If ever
there was a case tailor-made for the crack
Reverse Shot team, Roman Polanski’s Oliver
Twist may have been it. Alas, by the
time our rapid response units reached the
scene, it was too late—the corpse had been
moved, witnesses had all fled to greenlight
the next big studio abortion, and the trail
was cold. And thus, a $50-million dollar
internationally co-produced “prestige picture”
by one of the world’s foremost filmic auteurs
was left for dead in a waste bin, mustering
a gross so meager that a flock of flightless
birds easily pissed all over it from a great
height. Debate the relative merits of March
of the Penguins (for my money, largely
useless, but featuring some of the more
sensual lovemaking of the year) all you
like, but what’s most depressing here is
how inept the old guard has become at drawing
crowds for this type of now unfashionable
and “high concept” enveloping, literary
cinema which once upon a time represented
a solid portion of their bottom line.
So few people saw Roman Polanski’s new movie on the big screen that you’d think theaters were offering the Black Death with the purchase of each ticket. Those who did muster up the courage were treated to a true rarity: a film by someone who knows how to make movies and has been proving it repeatedly for years, regardless of the attention being paid him. Oliver Twist is a work of unimpeachable integrity and relentless craftsmanship—an obvious labor of love built up around an easy familiarity with the fundamentals of storytelling that is no less “Polanski” than any of his other works and no less an investigation into psychological shellshock than his rightly lauded The Pianist. That the meeting of two classics like Charles and Roman wasn’t cause for hullabaloo is no fault of theirs, or their movie, as all parties involved came ready to play. Blame Sony—they had a bad year, but if they’d taken half the money they spent on Stealth or Beauty Shop and applied it to Oliver, the former pair would have still tanked mightily, while the latter, and moviegoers, would have most definitely come out ahead.
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