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Faithful to a fault to Charles Fraziers best-selling Civil War novel, Anthony Minghellas likable Cold Mountain for all its shockingly effective opening depiction of the infamous 1864 siege of Petersburg, Virginia is less a war film than a chronicle of the collapse of civil society that so often follows. Like Fraziers book, the picture is framed as a road movie with a love story folded into it. While recovering from a neck wound sustained in that decisive battle, a Confederate soldier named Inman (Jude Law), like so many of his fellow soldiers, deserts and begins the long cross-country trek home on foot. Braving a savage vigilante Home Guard and many other dangers, he heads for his native North Carolina, where he hopes to find Ada, the sweetheart he met just before he enlisted, waiting for him. Law is better than you might imagine a young English hipster might be at portraying a Southerner. Stumbling along, his handsome eyes dulled by the sight of too much death, Inman is the embodiment of a man all but destroyed by war.
Frazier is no sentimentalist: The novels most prominent figure is not either of the lovers but nature itself, a dark, implacable force to be respected and constantly fought. Minghellas picture, by contrast, is bathed in the same golden glow that enveloped his other war picture, The English Patient, from which hes brought across almost his entire crew, including cinematographer John Seale and editor Walter Murch. Cold Mountains most prominent and least convincing character is played by Nicole Kidman, likely the last model Frazier had in mind when he created Ada, an aloof, raven-haired Charleston intellectual without a flirtatious bone in her body, who nonetheless knows love when she sees it, and goes for it. Kidman minces into view trailing a mane of long, blond curls, her eyes demurely downcast and her button mouth curled into a kittenish simper that rivals Vivien Leighs famous moue in Gone With the Wind.
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Tamping down this Ada into a responsible farmer is clearly going to be a challenge, and who more qualified for the task than Renée Zellweger, who blows in entertainingly got up in rags and cussing like a disenfranchised rap artist as Ruby, a hardscrabble country wench sans makeup who teaches Ada the art of making friends with the great outdoors. Zellweger looks like a big movie star roughing it à la Paris Hilton, and as if this werent distracting enough, the hills are alive with big acting names from both sides of the Atlantic who pop up as help or hindrance to Inmans pilgrims progress while straining, with variable success, for credible Southern twangs. Among them are Ray Winstone, as the murderous Home Guard leader who wants Ada and her farm for himself; Philip Seymour Hoffman, as an amoral priest who begins as Inmans nemesis and ends up his companion; Eileen Atkins, as an old crone who patches him up and sends him on his way; and Brendan Gleeson, as Rubys feckless scamp of a dad. Pretty soon youre playing name that actor, and the movie acquires the incongruous aspect of a latter-day Greek epic, with each character standing in for a different Humor.
All of which may account for the low emotional wattage in what ought to be a soaring romance. Minghella first made his name with the small but immensely satisfying Truly Madly Deeply, and by his own account hes an old-fashioned movie romantic and not very interested in war stories. Yet by far the most stunning scenes in Cold Mountain are its violent encounters. As Minghellas canvas has grown larger, his emotional register has grown fainter. I for one was baffled by the huge success of The English Patient, in which Ralph Fiennes and Kristin Scott Thomas generated about as much heat as a couple of dead lizards. Cold Mountain does little better. Indeed, it takes Natalie Portman, as a young widow with a baby who takes Inman into her shack, to work up a little chemistry. By the time this wandering Ulysses arrives home to his Penelope, whos fetchingly tricked out in a mans suit, he seems almost too tired for the obligatory sex scene. Cold Mountain chugs along placidly until it finally fizzles out with a warm and fuzzy picnic on a lovely summer day. I swear I heard Julie Andrews, yodeling in the background.
COLD MOUNTAIN | Written and directed by ANTHONY MINGHELLA | Adapted from the novel by CHARLES FRAZIER | Produced by SYDNEY POLLACK, WILLIAM HORBERG, ALBERT BERGER and RON YERXA | Released by Miramax Films | Citywide
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