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The Savages

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Cast: Laura Linney, Philip Seymour Hoffman and Philip Bosco
Releasing:
24 July 2008
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Old age isn't for sissies

This finely acted human comic/tragedy poses all the problems of old age and dementia yet managing to instill gentle humour into a sad situation. It pulls no punches and often the unpleasant sides of aging are all to clearly displayed. May cut close to the bone for those faced with similar problems.

It opens with a wonderful scene of oldies dancing out from a row of trees to the tune of “I don’t want to play in your yard”. The following shots of a seniors village seem cartoon- like and artificial, concealing an uncomfortable truth. We’re soon lead into a darker side of life in the aging community as Lenny Savage (Philip Bosco) causes panic in his family when he writes a message on the bathroom wall in his own excrement. Obviously he can no longer be left alone, the time has come for him to be placed in a nursing home.

Wendy Savage (Laura Linney) his daughter and her brother Jon (Philip Seymour Hoffman) have to make the decision of when and where to put the old man. It’s a difficult decision to make. Wendy’s single and a struggling playwright, reduced to dismal sexual encounters with a married neighbour when he’s out supposedly walking the dog. She and her brother are not getting along well as the film starts.

Jon is a self absorbed forty something university professor writing a book on Bertholt Brecht. He’s notably unenthusiastic about joining his sister in dealing with his decidedly difficult, increasingly vague father. These two siblings are thrown together in aiding the old man, discovering much about themselves as they venture into the depressing world of dementia, nursing homes and beyond.

Both Hoffman (Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead) and Linney (Breach) give award-deserving performances as a reluctant team helping their irritable father get through his life’s crisis. They’re such effective actors, here playing brilliantly off each other; the shambling hulk of Hoffman verses the driving force of the energetic perhaps overly optimistic Linney. Uncomfortable scenes in the café and the airliner are well handled by the Philip Bosco (Freedomland) as Lenny. He’s disarmingly convincing in an often confronting manner.

There’s dismal realism to the nursing homes depicted, and in fact despite light relief along the way director Tamara Jenkins (Slums of Beverly Hills) leaves little to the imagination. Jenkins also wrote the screenplay which is perhaps autobiographical. It certainly appears to be based on a serious knowledge of the problems confronting the elderly and their families. So much of the script rings true. Many will know people right now faced with the same situation. The director steers us through with a competent hand, balancing the dispiriting aspects with a delicate sense of humour.

Clever use of music throughout also helps lift the mood. The cinematography is equally up to the challenge and maintains the feel of the story. A noteworthy and commendable film which will have reverberations for many of the audience. Growing old is dying young.

John Bale