At The Picture Show
He ain't heavy...
A promising idea and a great cast don't add up to much in 'Fred Claus'
Warner Bros. Pictures
Director: David Dobkin
Screenplay: Dan Fogelman
Starring: Vince Vaughn, Paul Giamatti, Kevin Spacey, Rachel Weisz, John
Michael Higgins, Kathy Bates, Miranda Richardson and Elizabeth Banks
Rated PG / 1 hour, 56 minutes
Opened November 9, 2007
(out of four)
It's one thing to waste a good concept. I mean, that happens all the time. Great
ideas get used up by bad filmmakers and bad films dozens of times every year. So
that's what people say about Fred Claus - good idea, bad execution.
But it's not just the premise - this is one of the best casts of the entire year. And
I'm not just talking about the four combined Oscars (which should be five, since
Paul Giamatti was robbed of even a nomination, let alone a gold statuette, for
Sideways, but I digress). This is a uniformly great cast, right down to the minor
roles and cameos.
And yet they're almost all stuck with characters
that the screenplay doesn't really know what to do with (even the main characters)
and inside a premise that seemingly never got past the "hey, wouldn't this be fun?"
There is a scene during which Fred Claus (Vince Vaughn) attends a support group
for less-successful siblings, and he's joined in his misery by the likes of Frank
Stallone, Stephen Baldwin and Roger Clinton - brothers of Sylvester, Alec and
Bill, respectively. It's a funny scene that temporarily lifts us out of the contrived
warm-and-fuzzies of the rest of the movie and into what is lurking underneath the
entire time but rarely gets out: a really good dark comedy.
If only the rest of the film had the sharpness of the Siblings Anonymous scene,
Fred Claus wouldn't feel so much like a waste. Instead of following through on
the comic possibilities of the plot - sibling rivalry, jealousy, family strife, one-upmanship, spite, family chaos that only comes around during the holidays - the
film takes too easy a route to too easy a destination. It's almost classic: Every
character is given a major obstacle, all of which can (and will) get conveniently -
even magically - solved all at once.
The actors have the goods to pull it off despite
all that, but they're too often held back by bad writing, sloppy structure or crappy
CGI (depending on the character).
Paul Giamatti - who already played gleefully against type in this year's Shoot 'Em
Up - is the weary but all-too-good-natured Jolly St. Nick, whose livelihood is
being threatened by whatever corporate firm happens to own production and
marketing rights to Christmas.
Vince Vaughn is in his natural mode as Santa's jaded, irresponsible older brother
with an inferiority complex and a hopelessly cynical worldview.
Rachel Weisz is his long-suffering girlfriend. Kathy Bates is his long-suffering
mother. Miranda Richardson is Santa's stern wife.
John Michael Higgins is Willie the elf - only it's not really John Michael Higgins,
but John Michael Higgins' face awkwardly, stupidly superimposed on the body of
a little person. The special effects in this movie look like they cost about five
bucks. Maybe Warner Bros. got them on sale.
The very talented and sneaky-hot Elizabeth
Banks (The 40-Year-Old Virgin, Invincible, Slither) is Santa's Little Helper, who
probably spends most of her screen time wondering why her significant comic
talents are being wasted on a non-written non-character. Seriously, this woman
deserves to be a star.
The surprise of the cast - simply because he so rarely appears in movies anymore
- is Kevin Spacey as Clyde Northcut, who's trying to shut down the North Pole
and put Santa out of a job. He's grouchy and vindictive in all the right Kevin
(Will he be touched by the warmth of the Christmas spirit at the end? I'll never
The actors do what they can, I suppose. But they can only go so far with such half-baked ideas. Fred Claus is in the same vein as Elf and The Santa Clause, only
without the charm or patience of either.
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