Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Ruby Sparks


A block of text with a blank space forming the outline of a woman. A man carrying a woman over his shoulder.

Released:  July 25th, 2012
Rated:  R
Distributor:  Fox Searchlight
Starring:  Paul Dano, Zoe Kazan, Chris Messina, Annette Bening, Antonio Banderas
Directed by:  Jonathan Dayton, Valerie Faris
Written by:  Zoe Kazan
Personal Bias Alert:  loved Little Miss Sunshine, likes mixed tones

4.8 of 10






            The central conceit of Ruby Sparks is that an author can create a person, and not in a metaphorical sense.  A flesh-and-blood Ruby (Zoe Kazan) manifests after Paul Dano’s Calvin writers her up on a typewriter.  Strangely, accepting this phenomenon is the least problematic aspect of Ruby Sparks, which plays as haphazardly with its ideas and tones as Calvin does with his newfound creation.

            Calvin, we quickly learn, is the type of sensitive man that’s as fake as his imagined manic pixie dream girl.  He treads lightly and fumbles over words but quickly reveals a domineering, petulant side.  The pairing of the two archetypes in their meticulously postured home (Calvin has made quite a bit of money from a book years earlier) is as twee as it gets.  Those in tune with this aesthetic will likely find Ruby Sparks’ romantic meanderings endearing, as much time is spent watching the couple, or more specifically Calvin, traverse the ups and downs of the relationship.  However, nothing much is narratively gained during this time, leaving your enjoyment entirely dependent on how much you like being around these two people.

            For such a high-concept pitch, it’s disappointing how much Ruby Sparks leans on aesthetic.  There’s a real sense that Kazan, who also wrote the screenplay, was hesitant to dive into everything the material has to offer.  The film flits around ideas of idealization, relationship expectations, and the ramifications of free will without ever really exploring them.  It seems that Kazan was content with planting an interesting idea inside a charming rom-com, which is sure to frustrate anyone who either yearns for something more or is bothered by the horrify things going on just beneath the surface.

            It’s those horrifying things that stood in the way for me, namely the complete imbalance of power between Calvin and Ruby.  In real life, a relationship that is controlled through physical or emotional methods is considered abusive, and Calvin’s complete control of Ruby always has that lingering feel.  How, then, are we supposed to find delight in their happy moments?  This may be a low blow, but I imagine that the movie has gotten a pass because it was written by a woman.  A man writing about a woman being used would invite knee-jerk accusations of sexism.  A woman writing about this is assumed to be giving some sort of commentary, except Kazan avoids commentary throughout most of the film.  Any intellectual debates the film might incite will come from the person reading into the film’s backstory, not from anything that Kazan put in.  Therefore, why shouldn’t Kazan be taken to task for so flippantly using a disturbing setup in the same way that any man would be?

            By the time the film begins to take itself seriously, those not buying into Dano and Kazan’s admittedly sincere efforts will find it all to be too little too late.  Two scenes towards the end provide tantalizing hints at what Ruby Sparks could have been, and the exhilaration of these scenes, particularly a remarkably staged and acted confrontation between Ruby and Calvin, reveals just what was missing throughout the entire film:  confrontation.  Calvin never has anyone to question what he’s doing nor anything to put his cushy lifestyle into jeopardy.  It’s a rookie mistake from a rookie screenwriter, and three years on with no follow-up, it seems like one that’s unlikely to be learned from.

Other Notes:
Ø  Calvin totally would leave his Jonathan Franzen novels laying conspicuously around.
Ø  Dano and Kazan are a real-life couple, and that translates convincingly onscreen.
Ø  Oh, how I hated Calvin’s cliché-ridden parents.

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