This Lamb Won't Roar
In 2005 I vividly remember seeing Crash, a film that arrived without herald; one I chose to see simply for the fact that Matt Dillon and Don Cheadle were in it (and despite the fact that Sandra Bullock and Brendan Fraser were in it).
     I left the cinema that day with a big grin on my face. I nailed it. Every year at least one decent motion picture slips under Hollywood’s radar and gets out. This was it. A fine film; an ensemble cast of solid honest actors and actresses (apologies to correctness Nazis — as long as there’s two award categories for best actor, male/female, then there’ll be actors and actresses); a great script and great direction.
     Like most observers I was surprised Crash won the 2006 Oscar for Best Picture. It knocked over Brokeback Mountain, Capote, Munich and Good Night, and Good Luck, my surprise in Crash’s win came simply from the fact that it was the best picture.
     Fast forward: 2007. Lions for Lambs, a film arriving with some herald, one I chose to see simply for that fact that Robert Redford and Meryl Streep were in it (and despite the fact that Tom Cruise was in it). The screenplay is one of the two that Matthew Carnahan has written, the other was the recently released
The Kingdom. I’m not sure how to characterize The Kingdom, but I can confidently say it was the best screenplay produced by Carnahan in 2007.

     Usually it’s the job of the director to take a slightly weak screenplay and make it worse. I am reticent to say this is what happened with Lions for Lambs because Redford directed it and I like the guy. The Sting, The Candidate, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, All the Presidents Men, Out of Africa (I know, I know, how can I? you ask, but I liked it), Brubaker and The Natural. This is just a glimpse of the resume of one of the great actors of his generation, in fact Robert Redford has been in more great films than Tom Cruise has been in bad ones.
     Now Tom Cruise and Robert Redford have something that inextricably binds them: they’ve both starred in the same bad film. The error of judgment, everybody on this motion picture made, was thinking that big name cast members could take a pay cut and that writer, producer and director could take the fractured narrative approach of Crash and make another hit. They were wrong.
    
Redford’s generation of actors has already been spoiled in so far as one of its alumni, who’s a fine actor, has become a truly great director — Kevin Costner (only joking… it’s Clint Eastwood). The odds of another actor/director of Eastwood’s brilliance emerging anytime soon are hardly worth pursuing.
     Robert you’re 71 years old and you still look great, you belong in front of a camera not behind it.
      Lions for Lambs is a protest film, it is against war, it is against Bush and, if it had any chance of working, it should have been against Scientology as well.
     I will concede that Redford did okay with a limited budget: to those of you in the real world $35 million is a limited budget for a motion picture. To those of you in the Third World, $35 million is enough to feed a million of you for the next twelve months or build a dozen hospitals, fifty schools or supply running water to about 400 townships. But, like I said, $35 million is what your average Hollywood studio expends annually on teeth whitening. And, say what you like about his whacky religious cult, Tom Cruise has still got a killer smile.
     Redford employed the hardly new technique of limiting the number of scenes in the picture, thus dramatically cutting production costs. Cruise, who plays a hawkish, Bush-loving, Republican Senator with eyes on the White House, is on screen maybe 25% of the time and he’s in the same office the whole time. Streep plays a career journalist and is only in the three places, Cruise’s office, her own office and a cab (which I suspect cost the studio more than her office). Redford, a college professor, is mainly in his office at some west coast liberal college.
      I didn’t take notes but as I recall, Streep plays Janine Roth, a liberal journalist working for a fictitious television news channel, Redford plays Stephen Malley, a professor of political science at a fictitious university. The third scenario is played out in the mountains of Afghanistan by two of Redford’s graduates who’ve joined the armed forces and take part in a totally fictitious (and militarily unfeasible) operation.
     The key here is that they are all made up characters in made up scenarios, attached to made up organizations. Except Cruise, who plays a made up Senator; but, as his character is that of an unsympathetic G.O.P. hawk, he’s a member of the very real Republican Party… and who is the President of the United States, against this most unreal backdrop? George W. Bush.
     If Michael Moore was ever going to make the leap from the fiction he calls documentary to fiction which is otherwise called fiction, this is the screenplay he would have wanted.
     Let’s face it, it’s a protest film. And I adhere very steadfastly to my belief that protestors should protest and actors should act, they should not protest (or direct for that matter).
If you really must use motion picture as your medium of war protest think M*A*S*H  or Catch 22 or for anti-government films it’s hard to go past Bulworth  or Wag The Dog.
     Sorry Bob, as protest film, Lions for Lambs fails; but that’s okay because it also fails as a fractured narrative, it fails as a vehicle for the combined talents of an esteemed cast and, most importantly to the bean counters, it failed at the box office.
     Next time just give the money straight to the people who need it, promise to keep Tom Cruise at home and then go on Oprah and tell the world it was money well spent.