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THE
MAJESTIC
REVIEWED
BY CHARITY BISHOP
Our
rating: 4 out of 5 Because
of: harsh abuse of deity
Rated:
A
darling little film snubbed at the Academy Awards, The Majestic is a truly
special film... a blend of nostalgia, patriotism, and moral values
so desperately needed in our troubled world. This Frank Capra-esque
picture wasn't received well by most secular critics, and
Jim Carrey's performance was all but ignored, but this may very
well be one of his finest films. The
story opens with the "communist craze" at
the height of the 1950's, when Hollywood directors, producers, and writers
were becoming blacklisted as public fear of communism grew. In
fear, they implicated old friends and new
enemies in a rapid attempt to escape charges of treason... and
prison. It was a Hollywood holocaust.
Peter
Appleton (Carrey) is a struggling young writer in Hollywood of
"B-class movies." His latest flick, although cheesy to
the max, has done surprisingly well and the producers are willing
to film his next masterpiece, 'Ashes to Ashes.' But the filming
schedule locks on hold when his name comes up in a communist
hearing... and the next day finds the FBI camped on his doorstep.
His staff has been given the day off, his secretary is terrified
to even talk to him, and his girlfriend dumps him like a hot potato.
Although
innocent, Peter is banned from the Hollywood lot until after the
trial. Alone, angry, and depressed, he drowns his sorrows in drink
at the local pub. On his way home, he slams on his breaks and smashes through the
bridge railing, plunging into the waters below. He is
able to swim free of the wreckage but hits his head and is knocked
unconscious. Waking up the following morning on a beach somewhere
along the California coast,
he has no recollection of anything... who he is, where he came
from, or what happened.
The
small, likable town that he winds up in thanks to the helping hand
of a kindly old seaman, has had its fare share of sacrifice. They
sent sixty-some young men off to the war... and none of them came
back. One of them, Luke Trimble, was reported as "missing in
action," and awarded the purple heart for bravery. The
curious thing is, the man's father Harry mistakes Peter for
Luke... and the rest of the town is similarly affected. Unable to
remember his own past, Peter begins to grow into his new life... a
celebrated war hero, a long-lost son of the town.
His
"father" owns The Majestic, the old movie theater which
has been closed since Luke disappeared some nine years before.
Rejoicing that his son has returned, Harry wants to reopen the old
place but it's in bad disrepair. The screen is torn, the walls
badly in need of paint, the equipment old and fragile. Peter/Luke
isn't sure that he wants to reopen the place... but somehow he's
carried into the excitement by Luke's old girlfriend Adele. But of
course in town there are the skeptics... and the FBI is looking
for a missing communist. Amnesia can only last for so long...
which life will he choose?
Many
commented on the likeness of this film's climax scene to Jimmy
Stewart's performance in Mr. Smith Goes to Washington.
That was the purpose of Jim Carrey, and I feel it's
an honored achievement. This film somehow manages to blend
the history of Hollywood into patriotism and honor. It upholds the
Constitution as more than "just a contract with names on it
that can be re-negotiated." It also condemns unjust sentencing
and pushes strongly the sacrifices that were given in the war by
our young men and boys... and asks, "Are we proud of our
nation? Are we proud of what we've become?"
I
found tears in my eyes as the entire town placed their hands over
their hearts to honor the flag and the national anthem at the
unveiling of a war memorial. I was pleased with the way they rallied to work together to restore The Majestic. And I was
thrilled with the humble but
patriotic speech at the end. Yes, it is a Capra-esque
film, and it should be. Perhaps if we had more like it, we would
find a sense of patriotism and honor renewed in our hearts. It may
be slightly slow moving and overly long at times, but I feel the
message is worth it. Sadly The Majestic's one flaw lies in some unfortunate language.
The several abuses of Jesus' name were out of place and poorly
inserted; they prove to be insulting to an otherwise excellent
film. I could have also done without four uses of G--d--n. There
were other profanities, but they didn't overly bother me or seem
to infringe too heavily on the plot. Several of the scenes
stand out as memorable... particularly the lighthouse hiccup
sequence. I was also
struck by how much the leading lady resembles Grace Kelly. It's
almost fitting.
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