| A wobbly third act
scuppers "The Painted Veil", an otherwise masterful film.
After such supreme patience and elegance, the last twenty-minutes
seem hurried and less emotional than they ought to be.
Nevertheless, this film succeeds in emulating the Merchant Ivory
tradition of period romances. John Curran's film pits Kitty Fane
(Naomi Watts) in a loveless marriage with Walter Fane (Ed Norton), a
bacteriologist. Actually, it is only loveless on her part.
Walter is smitten from the day he meets her. Kitty has only
agreed to marriage for financial stability. There is also the
added bonus of proving to her mother that she is not undesirable by
worthy men.
Soon after their marriage, Kitty is embroiled in a steamy love
affair with Charlie Townsend (Liev Schreiber). He is also
married, but vows to leave his wife when the time is right.
Neither of them does a very good job of hiding their midday
rendezvous. Walter is soon on to Kitty's infidelity and he
confronts her with it.
When an ugly divorce is threatened, Kitty feels blackmailed into
venturing into a Cholera plagued Chinese village along with her
doctor husband. He demands that she accompany him as a
punishment. When Charlie back-peddles on his promise to leave
his wife, Kitty relents to Walter's demand.
Deep in the heart of China, surrounded by disease and poverty,
the unhappily married couple avoid each other at every
opportunity... both seething with contempt and resentment.
Walter busies himself with the vital medical work at hand.
Kitty barely staves off insanity from the insurmountable boredom of
doing nothing from morning to night. Eventually, she tries to
rekindle the contact with her remote husband. She tries to
instigate small talk. She tries to help out at the local
hospital and orphanage. She tries to regain what she once
unknowingly had -- a loyal, trusting, loving husband.
The cast is incredible, primarily bolstered by the two leads,
Watts and Norton. You would be hard-pressed to find a more
gifted acting couple in any film in recent memory.
Norton plays Walter as a stoic man, unsure about the rules of
passion and the needs of women. He is devoted to his important
work and lacks the gene that would allow him to loosen up and have
fun.
Watts' Kitty is a playful girl, who finds more joy in games and
innuendo -- a woman for whom passion is a must. She struggles
to find it in Walter and makes the youthful mistake of seeking it in
someone else. This film follows her journey -- one where she
learns that loyalty can only be repaid with loyalty... where trust
can only be earned with time... where love is more than just a
passionate afternoon roll in the hay. This film only
strengthens my notion that Naomi Watts is one of the five most
talented actresses of this last decade. I cannot think of
anyone I'd rather watch on the big screen.
"The Painted Veil" is gorgeous to behold... a sweeping epic
romance with spectacular visuals, a lovely score, an attractive cast
who are uniformly excellent... and a story that really strikes a
truthful chord. Somerset Maugham's intricately balanced story
is typically fascinating from open to close.
The only thing that shades the film short of greatness is the
hurried final act. I would have been utterly delighted to see
the film extended for another thirty minutes. That would have
been more than enough time to give the ending the care and detail it
so richly deserves. The story earns its 125-minute running
time with room to spare.
Still, this love story is one that many people will appreciate.
It was lost in the shuffle of a busy December, but it should pick up
a number of fans on DVD. It is one of the most thoughtful and
elegant films of 2006. Make a special effort to see it. |