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“You know it's a bad year for women when none of the best picture
nominees even features one in a lead performance,” wrote Los Angeles
Times staff writer Rachel Abramowitz on February 1st, one day after
the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences (AMPAS) released
this year’s list of Oscar contenders. And Abramowitz is not alone;
many women are questioning this year’s selections. But if all
this is news to you, you may well ask an obvious question: what’s
missing?
If I ruled the world, this year’s list of Best Pictures would
include King Kong and The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio, two films
driven by powerhouse performances by A-list actresses in parts
specifically tailored for them by popular female screenwriters. Both
Naomi Watts (the star of King Kong) and Julianne Moore (the star of
Prize Winner) were so compelling that I’m having a hard time
choosing between them in my parallel universe, so I’m incensed about
the fact that I don’t get the chance to root for either one of them
here on planet Earth. But at least Naomi Watts was in King Kong, so
AMPAS be damned, lots of people saw her great work. Julianne Moore,
however, starred in Prize Winner, which opened on a paltry 41
screens on the last Friday of September, and grossed a mere $626,310
before it was pulled from commercial release eight weeks later (by
which time it was down to 15 screens).
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“I love contrasting very
heavy drama, very intimate, painful stuff with lightness, and
that was Evelyn.”
--director/screenwriter Jane Anderson
The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio will be released on DVD on
March 14th.
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Prize Winner is based on Terry (“Tuff”) Ryan’s
best-selling 2001 memoir The Prize Winner of Defiance, Ohio: How
My Mother Raised 10 Kids on 25 Words or Less. It’s an Eisenhower-era
haunted house movie in which the monsters are bankers, milkmen,
priests, and policemen, while the damsel-in-distress is a tenacious
Catholic housewife. Evelyn Lehman was a budding young journalist
when she met and married Leo (“Kelly”) Ryan in 1936, and like so
many talented women of her generation, she put aside career
ambitions and devoted herself to raising a family. But Kelly turned
cruel under the weight of his responsibilities, and when he started
drinking away his paycheck every night, Evelyn needed for a way to
make her verbal skills profitable. She turned contesting into a
family sport, and became one of the biggest money-makers of the
‘50s.
This
could have been grim stuff, but filmmaker
Jane Anderson (who
won Emmy and WGA awards in 1993 for The Positively True Adventures
of the Alleged Texas Cheerleader-Murdering Mom, and received Emmy,
WGA, and DGA nominations in 2003 for Normal), takes her lead from
Tuff, adopting Tuff’s triumphant tone as her own. Evelyn never gave
in to the sorrows of her life, and Anderson understands that her job
is to prove that Evelyn did, in fact, manage to keep it all
together.
Moore gives a performance of incredible depth and nuance: smiling on
the outside, screaming on the inside. She is always acting the part
of the perfect Mom for her brood, fearful that Kelly’s bitterness
will infect her children like a virus and ruin their lives. Almost
every scene takes place in the Ryan’s cramped and cacophonous little
two-story house, but Anderson fills each frame with so much color
and light that the viewer is torn in two: on the one hand, it feels
like it would be fun to live there, but on the other hand, it’s
downright claustrophobic. Evelyn is only allowed one extended escape
scene; when Tuff, one of the middle children, gets her driver’s
license, she takes Evelyn to a meeting of the Affadaisies (a club
for fellow contesters), but their one-day excursion carries a high
price.
How does Evelyn do it? She thinks like a baseball player. Every new
contest is another chance at bat. Sometimes she hits a home run,
sometimes she hits a single, sometimes she strikes out, but her
lifetime average is phenomenal. (The sights and sounds of baseball
are ever-present in the film. Kelly is a fanatical Cleveland Indians
fan, and two of their sons make steady progress from Little League
up to minor league careers, while the family assembles to cheer them
on through every game.)
The role of Kelly Ryan must have seemed pretty thankless on paper,
nevertheless Woody Harrelson succeeds in giving the man a soul. Even
though he loves his wife, her success humiliates him. The whole town
knows that all their money comes from Evelyn’s winnings, and the
guys at work hound him mercilessly. So it’s clear that Kelly is just
as much a victim of societal expectations as Evelyn is, and he’s
never portrayed as a one-dimensional villain.
Laura Dern also has a small but spicy role as Dortha Schaefer, the
leader of the Affadaisies. Although Dortha and Evelyn rarely see
each other face-to-face, they are both lively letter writers, and
Anderson uses their correspondence to propel Evelyn out into the
wide-world beyond her house. However physically constrained she may
be, Evelyn is a voracious mental traveler.
I frankly don’t know why this film didn’t do better at box office,
and I predict it will be very popular when it hits the
DVD shelves on March 14th. It will, of course, be categorized as
“a chick flick,” and many men will therefore be loath to see it.
That’s a shame, because Evelyn Ryan was as uniquely American as
Truman Capote, Edward R. Morrow and her other well-known male
contemporaries, and even though she encased herself in girdles and
dowdy dresses, the heroic dimensions of “a life well lived” are
clear for all to see.
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Jan Lisa Huttner is the managing editor of
Films for Two: The Online Guide for
Busy Couples. In addition to freelance work for a variety of print
and online publications, Jan writes regular columns for the
JUF News, Chicago's
Jewish community monthly, and
Chicago Woman, a
bi-monthly published by The Woman's Newspapers. She is an active
member of the Chicago Film Critics Association and the Illinois
Woman's Press Association.
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