"Psycho" and "The Legend of Bagger Vance"
MINOR SPOILERS for BAGGER VANCE
Another in my continuing series of attempts to show that "I'm not just a lover of that sick old torture-porn starting point, Psycho." I like "nice" films, too.
I was watching this Robert Redford-directed film again the other day. It is from the year 2000 -- 40 years after Hitchcock's Psycho, 2 years after Van Sant's Psycho.
The film is almost 20 years old and yet the film's three stars -- Will Smith, Matt Damon, Charlize Thereon - are still working steadily over the title today; proof that stardom CAN last(better than it did for, say, Rod Taylor) and(more chillingly) that a movie that looks like it was made "a few years ago" can be from 20 YEARS ago. The years just FLY.
It is a tale of golf, in the American South, around the Depression years . Redford directs the film in full "gleaming glistening sunlight mode" with sunrises and sunsets and ocean views and wide expanses of golf course greenery, marshes, and trees -- and the music is pure and nostalgic and clean. One is bathed in nostalgia, start to finish, and exposed to characters who, uniformly and to the very end, play the game of golf(and life) fair, treat each other with respect, and do the right thing.
Boy, is THAT a fantasy. But maybe not, I hope.
Indeed, the film took its share of hits from the notoriously cynical and downbeat critics of 2000 for just HOW upbeat it was. Will Smith took hits for being a "magical Negro" -- even though his character is the cool cat who speaks in riddles that only he knows the answers to, outthinks everybody else, and ends up looking like a direct representative of God him/herself.
I do love Smith's opening appearance as "mystical caddy Bagger Vance"-- in the dark, out of nowhere - standing in front of where ruined golfing prodigy Matt Damon has been hitting his long drives in frustrated solace:
Damon: I didn't see you -- I could have killed you!
Smith: Well, sir, I was observing you for quite some while, and I saw how accurately you were hittin' your drives. I decided as long as I stood directly in front of you, I would never get hurt.
The Legend of Bagger Vance is such a full-on, all-encompassing warm bath of nostalgia that I often put the DVD in just to feel good for awhile . I can offer no criticism of its niceness, no judgment of its characters(yes, the whites and the blacks in the tale all get along). Yes, it has a spiritual side to it -- but as much(said Redford) from Hindu faith as Christian. (When Damon claims to Smith that there is no soul and that one just dies to nothingness, Smith replies, "Really? You believe that? That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard.")
And its just the same old uplifting story(one that never gets old)-- Smith comes to pull Damon out of the darkness of his soul(WWI wrecked it) and to save himself. And to get Damon's swing back.
Special kudos to : Bruce McGill. Famously D-Day in Animal House(1978), McGill thereupon put together a 40-year career(and counting) as a fine character guy. He was a great judge in Runaway Jury, a great lawyer in The Insider, a great Elvis impersonator in Into the Night, a great cop in My Cousin Vinny, a great historical figure in Lincoln and on and on and on. Here, he's a famous golfer of the time -- a bit beefy, liking of drinks and cigars and women -- the perfect rogue to make "Bagger Vance" play a little more sassy than sweet. (I have met Mr. McGill as a spectator when he plays in celebrity golf tournaments -- he a very nice and funny player to the crowd.)
Final kudos to: Jack Lemmon. Its Jack's final film, and it opens with him playing golf all alone and falling to the ground with his "fifth heart attack in ten years." Jack will be our narrator -- his character in flashbacks is a little boy watching the action. And Jack will end the film playing that final hole with Bagger Vance(Smith) -- in Heaven. After too many years as a neurotic loser, Lemmon went out here, nicely, and sweetly, and with a little wit. Add Jack Lemmon to John Wayne in The Shootist; Henry Fonda in On Golden Pond, and Bill Holden in SOB as getting a pretty darn great and fitting final role.
"Bagger Vance" is just nice, nice, NICE. I can certainly enjoy its message about things working out as much as Psycho's message about how things can go terribly wrong. And the film's almost maniacal reliance on EVERYBODY agreeing to treating each other nicely and playing fairly -- well, I sure hope more people adhere to that credo, than not.
PS. In interviews I have looked up, Redford noted that he was at first attracted to the project so that he could ACT in it...in the Matt Damon role. But then he felt (a) the movie was too much like "The Natural" and (b) he was too old for the part. Enter Matt Damon. Redford also said -- and I believe him -- that he felt times were too nasty and combative and it was time for an uplifting story. That was in 2000. Let's see one in 2020. Its ALWAYS time for an uplifting story.