Central to the tragic yet compelling world of The Virgin Suicides
are the five doe-eyed, angelic Lisbon sisters (Cecilia, Lux, Bonnie,
Mary and Therese). Based on Jeffrey Eugenides’ cult novel, Sofia
Coppola’s 1999 film has gained the same cult status since it captures
both the triviality and grandeur of youth.
Set in an American suburb in the 1970s, a maths teacher (James Woods)
and his uptight Catholic wife (Kathleen Turner) are parents to these
seemingly perfect girls. All illusions of normal suburban life are,
however, shattered following the unsuccessful first suicide attempt of
their youngest daughter, Cecilia (Hanna Hall). This acts as a catalyst
for these already strict parents to become even more overbearing and
insular. This results in a captivating story of the girls’ brief lives
narrated by the teenage boys who live on their street.
It is obvious from the title that the girls will kill themselves but
Coppola provides us with an unanswered mystery as we are given subtle
clues but no hard facts. However, this lack of explanation is the point:
the girls have altered the lives of the boys, now men, who preserve the
Lisbon sisters as the kind of perfect ideal they present to the outside
world. Through studying the sisters, the boys gain a rare insight into
“the imprisonment of being a girl.” This gives an unexpected perspective
on what should be regarded as a difficult subject matter.
The
novel is famed for its third person plural narrative and Coppola gives
this hauntingly complex story the smooth transition into film it
deserves. The film is mostly constructed through flashbacks, focusing on
the rebellious Lux (Kirsten Dunst), the most charismatic of the
sisters. After Cecilia’s suicide attempt, the Lisbons’ seek the advice
of a psychiatrist (Danny DeVito) who advises the girls to socialise with
the opposite sex. As a result, the Lisbons allow their daughters to
attend a dance despite Mrs Lisbon adding extra fabric to the girls’ prom
dresses and imposing a strict curfew. Trouble ensues when the school
heartthrob, Trip Fontiane (Josh Harnett) fails to bring Lux home on
time, seducing and then abandoning her on an empty football pitch. The
girls are consequentially locked up, like princesses in a tower,
deprived of contact with the outside world. An ordinary life is
tantalisingly out of reach to the sisters and Coppola’s exploration of
adolescent loss of innocence is made more shocking by Mr Lisbon’s
assertion that “there was always plenty of love in our house.”
“Cecilia was the first to go”, we are told right at the beginning.
“You’re not even old enough to know how bad life gets,” Dr. Hornicker
tells her following her first suicide attempt. Cecilia’s matter-of-fact
response is “Obviously doctor, you’ve never been a thirteen year-old
girl.” The film’s cult status perhaps stems from the fact that it
climaxes on the concept that youth does not necessarily equate to
happiness.
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Nick Hornby’s bestselling novels – About a Boy, High Fidelity and Fever Pitch – have been successfully adapted into films, perhaps due to their simple narratives. However, his 2005 novel, A Long Way Down, fails to make a smooth transition to film.
A Long Way Down follows four strangers who intend to jump off
‘Toppers House’, an infamous London suicide spot, on New Year’s Eve.
They find themselves talking to each other instead of jumping and make a
pact to remain alive until Valentine’s Day, the next popular suicide
day in the calendar.
Pierce Brosnan plays Martin, a disgraced breakfast TV host, briefly
imprisoned after a liaison with a 15 year old (“she looked 25”). Toni
Colette plays Maureen who is mistaken for a lonely cat lady but is
actually single mother to a disabled son. They are joined on the roof by
Jess (Imogen Poots), manic depressive daughter of an MP (Sam Neill) and
JJ (Aaron Paul), a failed rock musician working as a pizza delivery
guy.
This results in a suicide comedy which is disappointing from when the
‘Toppers Tower Four’ form a supportive ‘gang’ to when they jet off to
Spain together to escape media intervention after they become minor
celebrities.
There are humorous moments: when they appear on national news,
“professional liar” Jess speaks of how they saw an angel resembling Matt
Damon on the roof. Rosamund Pike shines as Penny, Martin’s former
co-host who interrogates the group on their experience. It is these
humorous moments that stop the film from taking itself too seriously, a
concept Hornby was conscious of when penning the book: “If I wrote a
book about depression that was incredibly depressing, why would anybody
want to read it?”
This may have worked well on paper and, in theory, should have worked
on screen, but Jack Thorne’s screenplay feels clumsy at points. Take,
for instance, the multi-stranded narration which is presumably supposed
to give us insight into each character. Instead, it is clunky and
disjointed rather than moving seamlessly from character to character and
we somehow feel slightly detached from the characters’ lives.
With an intriguing premise and a talented cast, the film should have
been a success. As always, Toni Collette plays the single mother role
well and it is interesting to see Pierce Brosnan in a more emotional
role. Poots and Paul have exceptional chemistry but that was to be
expected since this is their second film together following Need for Speed.
Ultimately, A Long Way Down is not as funny or moving as it
should have been. In the same way Jess describes JJ, the film can be
summed up as “cute but infinitely forgettable.”