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To some, “The
Chumscrubber” will seem like just another thought-provoking indie, and
in some ways it is, but it’s also essentially a statement about being
who you are and not who you think you should be. The characters in the
film are the people they are only because they feel they have to adhere
to a certain standard, and this becomes infectious spreading throughout
their entire community. This also occurs due to their own
self-medication and their inability to face what lies beyond their own
prescriptions. But upon the death of Dean’s best friend, he finds
himself in a journey of self-discovery, and a very botched kidnapping
plot that’s snowballed into a massive scandal that only he and his
enemies are aware of.
Arie Posin’s picture
of Utopia is set upon a very pastoral and pristine set of suburbs that
is always disingenuous both in its design and due to its locals, all
thanks to the self-medication of its locals. Dean, who simply wants to
medicate himself and be left alone, finds himself in a grudge match with
a local juvenile and his friends whom have kidnapped a young boy. They
think the Charlie they’ve kidnapped is Dean’s brother Charlie, but
they’re woefully unaware that it’s the wrong kid all too late. Now
they’re holding him hostage until Dean decides to give them the drugs
that his friend left behind.
Through this, we view
yet another plot in which the resident femme fatale Crystal (a very sexy
Camilla Belle) bonds with the hostage discovering how inept yet
completely honest he is. Charlie is the only genuine entity here who
doesn’t know he’s being held against his will until it’s too late, and
finally views them in all their horrible truth. Belle teaches him how to
be himself and discovers her own disingenuous nature in the process.
Jamie Bell’s performance is show stopping and he holds this film up well
even in the shadow of people like Ralph Fiennes, and Glenn Close. His
character Dean is one who finally finds he’s sick of his own safe world
and wants to venture out beyond it to see how human he can be.
If only Posin’s film wasn’t simply “Donnie Darko” sans the supernatural.
And even then the slight supernatural twist in the climax adds that
extra annoyance. Bell’s character is mainly just an impression of Jake
Gyllenhaal being Donnie Darko, while Belle’s character never goes beyond
Jena Malone’s character in the former. It’s a shame because Jamie Bell’s
performance is very good up until he goes into Donnie Darko mode which
then detracts from the story. “The Chumscrubber” is also yet another
“seedy underbelly of the suburbs” film that we’ve seen so many times
over the last ten years. There’s the sexy neighbor, the mom struggling
to fit in, the impotent overbearing husband, the children whom are both
ashamed of their parents and apathetic, as always, it takes the death of
someone to cause the characters to examine themselves and their living
situations, thus leading to a long climax involving soft rock and a
montage, and then there’s the idiotic climax in which all the wheels
fall off and Posin’s attempts at symbolism and allegories are all in
vain.
Sure, it's not perfect, and the second half makes zero sense. But while
the flaws are there, and the clichés are shameless,
something about "The Chumscrubber" won me over. Whether the good
performances, or sheer twisted attitude it presents to the same old
formula, I enjoyed it, and the story.
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