Silver Linings Playbook (2012)
Dir. David O. Russell
4.5 out of 5
Movies about mental illness tend to take liberties with
their protagonists’ conditions in order to keep their likability intact. Pat Solitano (Bradley Cooper), the hero of Silver Linings Playbook, may benefit a
little from this treatment, but it’s clear early on that his journey will not
be a mawkish one. A former schoolteacher
diagnosed with bipolar disorder, Pat’s just been released from the Baltimore
mental hospital where he was sent after brutally beating a fellow teacher he
caught in flagrante with his wife. Believing he can manage his condition without
drugs, he vows to lead a life of positivity and productivity – “Excelsior” is
his new motto – that will reunite him with ex-wife Nikki (Brea Bee), who has
filed a restraining order against Pat in the wake of his violent episode.
He doesn’t get very far.
Within a couple days, he’s tossing a copy of Farewell to Arms out the window and waking up his parents to
complain about the book’s downer ending.
In fact, Pat almost immediately rejects anything that offends his
worldview, including the attractive young widow Tiffany (Jennifer Lawrence) he
meets at a friend’s dinner party. She’s
battling her own depression in the wake her husband’s death, which has sent her
into a spiral of despondent rudeness and sex addiction. When Tiffany propositions Pat, he insists
that he’s still married but takes her on a date anyway. Of course, it ends in a barrage of mutual insults
as Pat struggles to prevent his growing feelings for Tiffany from triggering the worst symptoms of his condition.
It is not your average romance, but Silver Linings Playbook is not your average romantic comedy. While writer-director David O. Russell (The Fighter), adapting from Michael
Quick’s serio-comic novel, is only willing to go so dark in a movie with
obvious Oscar aspirations, he finds a winning humor in the flammable chemistry
of his leads. Sassy and sharp, dirty and
vulnerable, Lawrence gives as good as she gets from Cooper, who makes a
statement against his typecasting as a smug alpha-male by thoroughly
deconstructing it via his emotionally-arrested, lovesick mook. Even as they bicker and bait each other, it’s
undeniable that having someone that can relate to their mental condition is
helping them both get well.
The film shifts into a more conventional gear once Tiffany
strikes a deal with Pat to pass messages to his estranged spouse in exchange
for partnering with her in a dance competition.
Russell keeps the psychological conflict in the foreground via Pat’s
father, Pat Sr. (Robert De Niro), a superstitious Philadelphia Eagles fan who
believes that his son has a major influence on his team’s all-important “juju.”
In one fell swoop, the film not only
suggests that the Solitanos’ neuroses are generational, but also that other compulsions,
despite beings socially acceptable, are no less destructive. (The film’s cultural milieu – the self-loathing
cauldron of Philadelphia sports fandom – makes it easy for Russell to drive
this point home.)
Silver Linings
Playbook requires the viewer to forgive a lot of behavior that’s questionable
at best, with the valleys of Pat’s condition positioned for maximum
dramatic effect (though nobody’s going to mistake this movie for a documentary). However, the film is democratic in
distributing its characters’ hang-ups –Pat’s mom (Jacki Weaver) is a pro at
sublimating her anxiety into homemade snacks – and puts them to good use in a
satisfying climax that ties together all of the romantic and psychological stakes.
As difficult as it can be for the
enigmatic coupling of Silver Linings
Playbook to acknowledge and accept their vulnerabilities, theirs is not
necessarily a story of redemption – it’s about finding some measure of satisfaction once you realize it’s impossible to stop being yourself.
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