Stage Beauty
Rating -

Cast & Crew info:
Claire Danes

Maria
Billy Crudup
Ned Kynaston
Tom Wilkinson
Betterton
Rupert Everett
King Charles II
Edward Fox
Sir Edward Hyde

Produced by Rachel Cohen, Robert De Niro, Michael Dreyer, Richard Eyre, Hardy Justice, Michael Kuhn, Amir Jacob Malin, Jane Rosenthal, James D. Stern; Directed by Richard Eyre; Written by Jeffrey Hatcher

Comedy/Drama/
Romance (US/UK); 2004; Rated R
for sexual content and language; Running Time: 110 Minutes

Official Site

Domestic Release Date:

October 15, 2004

Review Date
01/12/05

Written by DAVID KEYES

To see "Stage Beauty" in its full lively splendor is to see a work of genius revealed on screen. The movie is savage entertainment, written with the kind of panache and wit that is generally absent in most modern period pieces, and executed in a manner that allows little room for mere suggestion but an array of opportunities to be both shocking and unrestrictive with the material. From the perspective of someone who, like yours truly, savors the deliciousness of stories that take place amidst a vibrant and colorful backdrop, it is a triumph of evoking the era - but for those who care less about visuals and concentrate solely on a narrative, it is also one of those rare multi-faceted accomplishments that knows no boundaries when it comes to solid storytelling or sophisticated humor. Like the very characters that fill the celluloid of director Richard Eyre's latest opus, this is the kind of picture that comes with challenges but is not afraid to meet them - or indeed, overcome them - head on.

Since its release last fall, the movie has also drawn several comparisons to that ever-so-famous "Shakespeare in Love" from a few years back. Those contrasts are understandable; for one, the premise follows a similar thread as John Madden's award-winning romp through Elizabethan England, and for another thing, it applies the same fundamental reasoning to the story (which is that mastering the stage is such a rigorous task that one is capable of losing themselves in basic performances). But where these two costume endeavors differ is in this: that 1998 vehicle wanted to be pure romance with just slight twinges of humor, whereas Eyre's film is so filled to the brim with a broad collection of emotions - from sorrow to intensity to just plain morbid humor - that it warrants a completely different response. It is also a lot more politically incorrect film than the other, a notion which is anchored early on as King Charles II (Rupert Everett) tells a crowd about how priests blame stage acting for things like homosexual behavior and sodomy. "They would know a lot about that," he says. "After all, they're priests."

A slight historical knowledge on your part no doubt makes you well-equipped to know exactly where this premise is going. In Charles II's era, we are told, primitive laws that restricted women from performing on stage in England were abolished, and the men, who had dominated the art of theater performance for centuries, were required to go back to their gender-specific roles so that their counterparts could finally play alongside them. Historians and feminists would no doubt cite the king's revision of the old British laws as a major step towards equality for the sexes, but could the process have really been that simple? "Stage Beauty" argues an otherwise-unchallenged perception of that. At the beginning of the film, we meet Ned Kynaston (Billy Crudup), an actor who has played female roles for so long in the theater that he has developed a style of stage masquerade that literally follows him into dressing rooms. He is lost in the words of Shakespeare's tragedies, and a turn as Desdemona in "Othello" marvels audiences for its sheer sense of nerve and trickery. But stylized farce is his true ability here, not necessarily raw talent; his costume mistress, Maria (Claire Danes) knows this full well, and when she mimics his nightly performances off-stage - reciting dialogue and all - she believes that it takes more than an elaborate deception to be convincing as a woman, of which Ned knows little about.

Nightly, in the basement of a nearby tavern, Shakespeare's "Othello" goes on for additional performances - this time, however, with Maria herself assuming the role of the title character's wife. News of this unlawful undertaking reaches the court of the King, naturally, but being such a good-natured and reasonable monarch (and not wanting to tee off his latest young female companion), he tosses tradition out the window and has the country's laws banning women from the stage rewritten. This is an action which does not sit particularly well with Ned, though, whose entire stage career has depended on disappearing into the role of a woman - now that his very own assistant has seemed to rob him of that opportunity, his life in theater is suddenly ripped out from under him (and with it, his very reason for being).

If there is a slight satisfaction to be had for Mr. Kynaston, though, it is that Maria herself does not play a very convincing Desdemona. In fact, instead of realizing the full sensibility of the role, she basically replicates all of her former teacher's on-stage mannerisms, offering no new perspective to the personification whatsoever. England's first true theater actress is not directly playing a female character here, but rather channeling herself through the mind of a man in order to play it. Audiences are marveled by the fact that a woman is finally taking the helm of such a role, yes, but the critics are easily turned away by her lack of craft. Likewise, he as an actor is unable to find himself comfortable in male roles; during a soliloquy meant to prove his capabilities as the lead male in Shakespeare's tragedy, he veers from the required delivery and eventually falls back into the woman-like mannerisms he mastered for so long before. The script by Jeffrey Hatcher certainly makes no judgment calls in terms of the cultural change (yes, women should have been allowed to act in the theater), but it does contemplate the specifics. Being the first of your kind is no doubt an important responsibility to carry, but just what kind of impression does it leave if the actress cannot reach a level of performance that is on a different wavelength from a man's well-known trickery?

Whereas a lot of movies might have stressed that discussion point beyond acceptable terms, however, "Stage Beauty" knows exactly when to provoke the dispute and when to stand back to let the audience contemplate the issue. The screenplay is brilliant in the regard that it does not treat its viewers like some kind of ignorant push-overs; likewise, it expects those with a firm interest in the material to arrive at a stance long before the final curtain is brought down. Such a task couldn't have been entirely possible without the assistance of motivated actors, but thankfully Crudup and Danes his all the right notes here. Their performances capture a certain level of arrogance and uncertainty here that drives the material well into its third act; when they are friends - and sometimes lovers - they have irresistible charm, but when they are sworn enemies, their chemistry is so intense (both apart and together) that the surrounding players willingly drift out of sight of the camera. Inevitably, the movie will demand them to come to terms with the problems of the past and force them to face the challenges ahead, but Hatcher's script devises one final scheme along the way that results in one of the most enjoyable (and tense) sequences seen in a film this past year. The sheer burst of energy that comes from this twist (which I shall not reveal here) is literally heart-pounding, and the satisfaction level afterwards is so great that I left the room with nothing less than a big grin.

The film's comedy doesn't always depend on complexity to arrive at a punch line, naturally, but nearly all of the big jokes are consistent in one regard - the viewer is generally left feeling shocked and awed by their sheer sense of candor. Some of this material will no doubt drop a few jaws on more than one occasion. In a picture with the visual flair of a traditional period piece, the last thing you expect to see is something savage and forceful in terms of comic delivery, but it is there all the same. Characters engage in all sorts of mischievous gestures here, like blunt sexual confessions, profanity, embarrassing incidents and even exercises in mass hysteria. Some of it is crude beyond belief, but none of it is so extreme that it ventures outside the lines of acceptability. In fact, you find yourself laughing hysterically at things that you know full well you shouldn't. And hey, you know what should be said about daring comedies - if a movie is able to undermine your resistance long enough for you to chuckle at something that is otherwise very crude, then it has done a service that is not easily ignored.

Eyre's intensity as a director here makes the final result a wonder on too many levels to count. Consider the film's sharp but offbeat visual flair, for instance; characters dress in costumes that are both rich and over-the-top (like a king's assistant whose powder wigs practically make his face disappear), and the photography tends to capture its players in situations that are not always the most flattering, at least to the casual eye. Likewise, he is also able to draw solid performances from even the most seemingly-inconsequential supporting characters; I especially liked Rupert Everett's turn as a whimsical English monarch, who is less content with living in rude luxury and seemingly more motivated by the privilege of doing something right - or at least different - for establishment. But what is his ultimate virtue in this ambitious and observant tale, though? Simple: his ability to marry brilliant drama with brilliant comedy, and then furnish it with a deep sense of social relevance. This is a movie that can be enjoyed on so many levels, can provoke and inspire its audience in a relentless number of ways, that its appeal is magnified beyond the set standards for this genre. "Stage Beauty" is without a doubt one of the finest achievements in moviemaking I have seen in a long time.


2005, David Keyes, Cinemaphile.org. Please e-mail the author here if the above review contains any spelling or grammar mistakes.
 
 
           
     
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