OT: The Ice Harvest (2005) -- Cusack and Billy Bob in an Xmas Crime Story
Exercising my occasional right to sing the praises of a "personal favorite movie":
I saw The Ice Harvest the other night on cable. I first saw it in the theater in November of 2005. I was visiting an East Coast city and encountering cold, rain and snow and ducking into the theater to escape same, found myself seeing a movie that was SET in cold, rain, and snow. It was oddly warming to see a cold winter movie during a cold winter day -- "I lived the movie."
The script was by Robert Benton and Richard Russo, who, 11 years earlier, had penned the very similar "Nobody's Fool," with an aged Paul Newman anchoring yet ANOTHER story set in cold, rain and snow. But that one wasn't a crime thriller with murders. "The Ice Harvest" is. Yet both "The Ice Harvest" and "Nobody's Fool" share a MOOD: melancholy, laugh-to-keep-from crying, depressed(all that cold and snow.)
"The Ice Harvest" cannily sets a few scenes inside nice, plush upscale restaurants at Xmas time, and you can FEEL the warmth. Ah, an escape from the elements. But "The Ice Harvest" also sets scenes in two seedy strip clubs and one VERY seedy massage parlor...thus cluing us in to the "criminal underbelly" of any small city.
Scripter Robert Benton was no stranger to "small city crime." He had written and directed the excellent "Nadine" of 1987, and I see The Ice Harvest as its cold weather twin. "Nadine" had been about Rip Torn running lethal criminal enterprises in sunny small town Texas. "The Ice Harvest" is about Randy Quaid running lethal criminal enterprises in snowy, Wichita , Kansas.
The premise, quickly: small town mob lawyer John Cusack and crooked ambiguously-employed (porn dealer? Strip club manager?) Billy Bob Thornton have contrived together to skim 2 million off of Quaid's enterprises(I figure the sex places are legal except for prostitution; Quaid's criminality extends to his willingess to kill traitors.) The cash is in a big satchel. Our criminal pair had hoped to escape Wichita immediately after pulling the cash from the bank where they kept it -- but a major ice storm is making them stay in Wichita until morning. Will they survive the long winter's night before being found out by either the cops or the big hit man sent to kill them?
That's the mystery plot. But there's a major detour for Cusack(Billy Bob drops out of the movie for a long stretch) to hang out with a very funny, fairly wealthy drunk lawyer played by Oliver Platt. It turns out that Platt has married Cusack's ex-wife, and is raising Cusack's kids, and is a big, overweight mess of a man who eventually confesses to Cusack, "I can't do my life, man."
There is this drunk confessional by Platt to Cusack:
Platt: I gotta tell ya..in your last year you were married to Marybeth...I was (BLANKING) her. All the time. Like minks. At your office. In your bed. Aren't you mad?
Cusack: No, more like curious.
Platt: About what?
Cusack: Well, who is she BLANKING now while you are married to her?
A fair point. Cusack even has to attend a family Xmas dinner with his ex-wife(gorgeous, trophy wife, ice cold) and ex-kids and their new dad Platt.
"The Ice Harvest" posits Cusack as a crook, but a kindly, decent crook who maintains a deadpan quietude in the face of the perpetually pissed-off Billy Bob(in his third such hilarious performance after Bad Santa and The Bad News Bears), the drunken mess Platt, and the Lauren Bacall sound-a-like femme fatale played by Connie Nielsen(now Wonder Woman's mom.)
The question for Cusack is: who can he trust? Partner in crime Billy Bob? "Loving" femme fatale Nielsen? Drunken buddy Platt? And...can he survive such murderous foes as Randy Quaid and his massive hit man, Mike Starr?
But this is an atmosphere tale. Its definitely a Christmas movie, with Christmas music on the soundtrack and Christmas decorations everywhere, and the kind of "forced frivolity" that adults must put on during the holiday season.
I also like how the strip clubs do no business on Christmas. One stripper balks at dancing on Xmas Eve, but her boss says: "You know you gotta dance on the bad days as well as the good days." Strip club manager Connie Nielsen laments: "How come suddenly on Christmas nobody is willing to look at T and A?" Point well taken.