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GILBERT GRAPE
Dir. Lasse Hallström Paramount Pictures, 1993 118 mins
Review by Dorothy Jarman
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Gilbert
Grape is a young man slowly wasting away in Endora; a town so dead that
the arrival of a new fast food outlet is almost as exciting as the moon
landing, and where the inhabitants while away their days sitting in
diners, staring listlessly into space while life passes them by.
‘Describing Endora is like dancing to no music’, Johnny Depp drawls in
this hauntingly expressionless voice; the voice of someone who’s got
nothing to live for, someone who’s forgotten what it was like to feel
passion or joy. But who can blame him? His house is crumbling around
him, his mother hasn’t left the house in eleven years, he’s stuck
in a shitty dead-end job in a grocery store that no-one shops at any
more, and occasionally he gets to have depressing joyless sex with a
married woman. But his world is suddenly turned upside down by the
arrival of Becky, a kooky (but not in an annoying, ‘look i’m wearing
ironic thick-framed glasses to disguise my total lack of personality’
kind of way) outsider who’s been to amazing places and done amazing
things. She stops off in Endora when her caravan breaks down, and ends
up changing Gilbert’s life forever along the way. Juliette Lewis is
really lovely in this role, as the girl who teaches Gilbert to feel
again; to appreciate the beautiful things in life instead of just
letting them slip past. Lying in a grassy field watching the sunset.
Going swimming with all your clothes on.
Near the film’s conclusion there’s a scene where Becky and Gilbert are
sitting around a campfire and he’s talking about his father who never
laughed, never smiled, never got mad, “like he was already dead”. Becky
says, “I used to know a guy like that”, and they both smile because
they both know who she’s talking about. And even though in the final
scene, Gilbert ends up in almost exactly the same place as where he
started from, waiting on the edge of the highway for the campers to
come.
It’s weird that most people seem to find Gilbert Grape
a sad film, because I think that ultimately it’s uplifting. It’s full
of lovely moments, the kind that make you start grinning from ear to
ear like an idiot. That’s not to say that it isn’t heartbreakingly sad
and painful to watch at times; but that doesn’t detract from the fact
that it is, to use that horrible cliché, genuinely ‘life-affirming’.
Johnny Depp and Juliette Lewis both give wonderful performances, but
for me, it’s Leonardo diCaprio’s performance as Gilbert’s little
brother Arnie that makes this film really special. Most filmmakers tend
to shy away from the subject of disability; probably because it’s hard
to tackle without being overly sentimental or condescending. But the
portrayal of Arnie and the way that his family interact with him seems
to be an incredibly well-judged and honest study of growing up with
disability; and the pain and joy that comes with it. The relationship
between Arnie and Gilbert was unbelievably moving at times, and it
reminded me a lot of Peter Bogdanovich’s The Last Picture Show; an excellent underrated film, which gives a similarly sensitive portrayal of a child with disabilities.
Gilbert Grape isn’t the sort
of film which aspires to be anything profound or life-changing; it’s
very low-key and understated and isn’t ever going to win any
life-achievement awards for cinematography, but that doesn’t matter.
Because it’s completely and utterly lovely.
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