Daily Archives: February 5, 2007

Relative Strangers

Office Space, but his pitch-perfect,
average-guy pliability in that cult classic sealed the deal for me. Now,
courtesy of the new-to-DVD Relative
Strangers
, comes the secret of his success. Says Livingston
on one of the disc’s extras, sitting next to his father, “I just usually try to
imagine how my dad would say something, and say it like that.”
Brilliant!

Livingston plays Dr. Richard Clayton, an upward-trajectory
kind of guy for whom everything is coming up aces; he’s got a loving fiancée,
Ellen (Neve Campbell), two wonderful and supportive parents (Edward Hermann and
Christine Baranski), and a successful career as a psychiatrist, not to mention a
self-help book on anger management climbing the best-seller list. Everything in
his life is perfect, right on course — all until, that is, his jealous brother
(Bob Odenkirk) tells Richard in a moment of piqued anger that he was adopted.

Naturally, this stimulates Richard’s curiosity, and he hires
a private investigator to locate his birth parents, who turn out to be Frank
and Agnes Manure (Danny De Vito and Kathy Bates), a pair of perpetually jubilant
but crude and offensive carnies. The crude pair proceeds to make Richard’s life
miserable, from wrecking his relationships with friends and family to
sabotaging his career during a live television taping promoting his new book to
threatening to upend his approaching nuptials.

Directed by Greg Glienna, from a script co-written with Peter
Stass, Relative Strangers leans
heavily on its Meet the Parents roots

(Glienna having written, directed and starred in the 1992 version on which the 2000
Ben Stiller/Robert De Niro remake was based, and received story credit on that
film and its sequel). That means comedy rooted in the collision of the staid
and mannered with the willfully broad
. So does Relative Strangers shock you with its transgressiveness or
originality of structure? No, not really. What it does have, though, is a bunch
of comedic heavy hitters doing some fine, fun character work
. (Alongside the
aforementioned cast, Martin Mull and Beverly D’Angelo also appear.) De Vito has
an absolute blast as Frank; it’s good to see him back in mischievous top
form. Livingston, meanwhile, is a good, anchored guide through all of this mayhem.

DVD supplemental features consist of a nicely stitched
together, 13-minute on-set featurette
, which includes plenty of cast and crew
interviews, plus Livingston jokingly talk about his joy at finally getting to
experience a “nut take” on film
, in which his groin is the recipient of a giant
rubber-band ball. (In a zonked-out bit Mr.
Show
fans will certainly appreciate, Odenkirk also speaks reverentially
about his first on-set sandwich
.) In addition, there’s a five-minute segment
which highlights cast members’ recollections of their own parents, and it’s
here that Livingston palls around with his father. The
film clips within these segments are (rather strangely) rendered in horrible
quality, but the rest of the material is fine. Optional Spanish subtitles stand
alongside a Dolby digital 5.1 surround sound audio track. B- (Movie) B (Disc)

Wookie Street Performer Goes Nuts

So a man, Frederick Evan Young, dressed as Chewbacca from the Star Wars movies was arrested this past week for allegedly head-butting a tour guide operator in front of Grauman’s Chinese Theater, it’s being reported by Showbuzz/CBS. Even better? When initially asked to stop harassing two young Japanese tourists for money, he supposedly exploded and said, “Nobody tells this wookie what to do,” which I guess is the catch-all, let’s-throw-down loser phrase for Star Wars fans clad as Chewbacca, much like “Do you know who I am?” for celebrities, and “You think you’re better than me?” for drunks and/or rednecks.

I’ve lived in Los Angeles a decade now, and some of these characters — performers is too generous a designation, actually — are the saddest thing around. There are a few skilled mimics or upbeat folks, shaking hands and bringing awe to little kids. But mostly it’s a bitter bunch, these people who stand around in frequently natty costumes, shilling for money. And I have seen some of them react angrily when not compensated for a picture (the origin of this incident), even of the hasty, non-posed variety. It can be aggro panhandling, with capes, boots and the like.

So nice going Frederick. Like hardcore Star Wars devotees didn’t have to catch enough crap without you giving people grade-A bulletin board material like this.

Alexis Arquette Signs DVDs, Avoids Pronoun Designation

Killer Drag Queens on Dope, on Thursday, March 1,
at 7:30 p.m.
, at A
Different Light
, a West Hollywood bookstore serving the gay, lesbian and bisexual community. Billed as a camp classic in the tradition of John Waters, the film costars Omar Alexis, and tells the wild story of Ginger & Coco,
two dolls who also happen to work as contract killers. I’m not sure what’s the day job and what’s considered the moonlighting, though…

Happy Birthday, Jennifer Jason Leigh

It’s a happy birthday to Jennifer Jason Leigh, who turns 45 today. You know, everyone of a certain age fondly remembers Fast Times at Ridgemont High, but then when they remember that film they think of Phoebe Cates, and that’s just not fair to Leigh. So you know what — I’m not going to hotlink Cates’ photo. There. Don’t say I never gave you anything, Jennifer Jason Leigh.

Birthday shout-outs as well to Laura Linney, who turns 43 today — and a belated anniversary to zombie maestro George Romero, who popped out of his mother’s womb 66 years and one day ago, wearing that same pair of glasses, I believe. I imagine their width made for an uncomfortable delivery…