Matt Damon and Julianne
Moore starring. George Clooney
directing. A Coen Brothers script.
What’s not to like? Well according to most reviews and the effervescent Rotten
Tomatoes, quite a bit.
Thank goodness I didn’t read any of the reviews before going to the movie. The game for me with books and movies is if I can guess what’s going
to happen next. The twists in Suburbicon took me by surprise,
not just once, but several times.
I liked the movie. There weren't a lot of laughs, but I left the theater smiling.
The plot seems straightforward. Set in the 50s in a "planned" community, twin
sisters, Rose and Maggie (both played by Moore), sit on the Lodge family backyard porch
with Nicky (Noah
Jupe), Rose’s young son. A black middle-class family, the Meyers, has
moved into the house on the street behind them and their backyards converge,
separated by a short, flimsy fence. Neighbors have voiced their concern over
the new family. They’re worried about a rise in crime and devaluation of their
homes.
A boy, about the same age as Nicky,
steps out of the Meyers’ house with a baseball glove and ball, and tosses it
into the air. Nicky’s Aunt Maggie tells him to invite their new neighbor to
play catch.
Nice, huh?
Well, don’t get too comfortable with
your assumptions. The movie unwinds with what seems to be a tale of two
families: the black family and the white Lodge family. But except for the boys
who become friends, the two families never cross paths. As unruly crowds gather
in front of the Meyers’ house, a robbery and murder occurs in the Lodge home.
The perps are white, and one of them is scary mean (Glenn Fleshler).
They chloroform the entire family, holding the cloth on Rose’s face for a long time. She
dies, leaving a grieving husband, Gardner Lodge (Matt Damon)
and Nicky.
Aunt Maggie steps into the role of
caretaker for the family, only she quickly transitions into mean Auntie, all
the while speaking in her soft, amenable voice. Moore’s acting is brilliant. She comes across as compliant,
even when she’s grinding up lye for a white bread sandwich. I’m not gonna tell you who the intended victim
is . . . that’s one of the surprises.
The murders in the Lodge home
multiply while the police fight off the angry white mob at the Meyers home. We
see evil played out on two stages: Unthinking mob violence on one and Coen
Brothers inspired psychopathology on another. The black family doesn’t fight
back or seek to incite confrontation. The white family tries to solve its
problems with more murders.
In the end we’re left with the
innocence of children, who guilelessly reach out to each other again.
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