A
film review by James Berardinelli for ReelViews.net on April 2, 2019.
Despite
being blessed with well-designed period sets and top-tier acting, this
collaboration between Downton Abbey writer
Julian Fellowes and director Michael Engler fails to take flight.
I’m not one who normally issues demerits for a slow pace or excessive dialogue
– sometimes those qualities can be necessary to a viewer’s immersion – but The Chaperone is dramatically inert. It
trudges along from predictable scene to predictable scene, relying on well-worn
clichés to advance character arcs. If ever there was a production that embodies
all the negative Masterpiece Theater qualities, this is it.
One
might question how a biographical film about the early career of flapper
icon/actress Louise Brooks (Haley Lu
Richardson) could be dull. In truth, had the film concentrated more on
Brooks and less on her middle-aged chaperone, Norma Carlisle (Elizabeth McGovern), the energy level
would have been higher. While McGovern’s performance is fine, the character is
generic and her journey of discovery is at best pedestrian. Meanwhile,
Richardson brings vivacity and verve to Brooks; the scenes that focus on her
are The Chaperone’s most enjoyable.
Louise
is a fascinatingly flamboyant character; the same cannot be said of Norma. The
film’s decision to focus on the latter results in a prepackaged drama whose
every beat is predictable. Another problem is that the meat of Louise’s story
ends up in an ellipsis that occurs between the end of the main narrative and
the epilogue. The Chaperone’s
concluding pep-talk is contrived and artificial; it’s out of character for the
participants (at least insofar as we have gotten to know them by that point).
The frustrating thing is that there’s such a rich tapestry to explore but it’s
left beyond the film’s scope. (I’ll concede that the source material, Laura Moriarty’s book, is part of the
problem but Fellowes is an experienced screenwriter who should have been able
to overcome this hurdle.)
The
year is 1922 and the place is Wichita, Kansas. 16-year old Louise Brooks has
been invited to travel to New York City to attend the Denishawn School of
Dancing and Related Arts, but her mother, Myra (Victoria Hill), won’t let her make the trip without a chaperone –
someone hard to find at a time when most appropriate
women are either raising their own children or uninterested in being the minder
of a talented-but-willful girl on a big city adventure. There is one exception,
however. With her sons grown, her sexless marriage going nowhere, and her life
a series of monotonous, routine days, Norma Carlisle is all too happy to take
on the challenge of being Louise’s guardian. She has a secondary reason for
going to New York City, where she lived for a few years early in life as an
orphan: she wants to locate her birth-mother.
The Chaperone’s vision of New York
during the roaring twenties is too quaint for the era (and might have been more
appropriate for a film set in the city a hundred years earlier). Although the
production designers do a good job of turning back the clock – the movie seems
old-fashioned in more ways than one – the sense of place isn’t as good as the
sense of time. The few glimpses we have of Louise’s dancing classes offer a
peek into her ability and burgeoning star power but the movie doesn’t do much
with these. Likewise, the jealousy-tinged rivalry between Louise and her
teacher, Ruth St. Denis (Miranda Otto),
never gels. The main event of this conflict occurs off-screen during the
ellipsis (and is only briefly mentioned). Making Norma the centerpiece of this
drama results in some odd narrative decisions.
Despite
the movie’s seemingly artistic impulses, The
Chaperone appears to be commercially motivated with a narrow-but-loyal
target demographic in mind. It’s as if the filmmakers, mindful of the
popularity of Downton Abbey,
proceeded with the mission statement of making something that would appeal to
this segment of the audience. The production is strait-laced and risk-averse,
taking its time to meander through a story whose primary draw emerges from the
familiar chemistry between a buttoned-down older woman and her free-spirited
charge. The Chaperone lacks the depth
of character and highbrow melodrama that made Downton Abbey compulsively watchable. Masterpiece Theater’s first
foray into theaters argues that the venerable program should continue to
showcase long-form television rather than expanding into a format for which it
is ill-suited. [Berardinelli’s rating: 2 stars out of 4 = 50%]
Labels:
drama, period
IMDb 6.6/10
MetaScore (critics=49, viewers=66)
RottenTomatoes Averages (critics=57, viewers=74)
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