Arthur review

Arthur’s behavior forces his business-woman mother Vivienne (Geraldine James) to lay down the law. She offers him a choice: either marry Susan (a beastly Jennifer Garner) or lose his millions (not that it matters, but Arthur’s mother’s ultimatum wouldn’t likely pass legal scrutiny). Arthur begrudgingly agrees to the deal, but at the same time, he falls in love with the penniless Naomi (Greta Gerwig), which naturally complicates things.

Thrown into the mix is Hobson (Helen Mirren), Arthur’s doting and sarcastic nanny. In the original film Hobson was played by another gifted British thespian, Sir John Gielgud, so the role has great pedigree. Turning Gielgud’s butler/manservant into a nanny and casting the legendary Mirren is the film’s only flash of intelligence. And what is done with this character works; it just isn’t enough to make the entire movie worth recommending.

It would have been marginally acceptable had this Arthur just let Russell Brand be his typical funny and annoying self. After all, this is a role that Brand was born to play. But the script is a little more ambitious, attempting large scale sight gags and comedic sequences combined with poorly written moments of melodrama. There’s a creepy scene in which Arthur clears out Grand Central Station for a “date,” and another scene in which he attends Alcoholics Anonymous. It is the AA scene that is particularly troubling, if not downright offensive. Arthur attends a meeting and listens to a man pouring out his soul to fellow attendees. Then he mocks and insults the man and Arthur’s nanny has to try to clean things up with a bit of honest testimony. But instead of being heart-felt, the whole scene comes off as disingenuous and out of touch with the reality of alcoholism. Worse still, the movie depicts Arthur’s “fall” as not really being that debilitating. The lesson presented is that if you’re rich enough, you can do anything to anyone and come out smelling like a rose.

Nick Nolte shows up as Jennifer Garner’s scary father. And it’s a frightening performance. Nolte looks like Gary Busey on a tirade from a television reality show. While that bit of crazy is distracting, it is so very oddly out of place that it becomes bothersome.

What could have been will haunt Russell Brand as Arthur will likely receive some of the worst reviews of any film released this year. And the blame will likely fall on his shoulders even though the writers, producers, and the director should have known better. After all, they’ve taken a charming film from the 1980s and damaged its memory beyond repair. Hopefully, their swath of crippling destruction won’t also claim the promising and usually very funny Brand in the process.

Jonathan W. Hickman is an entertainment attorney, novelist (The Taster), longtime film critic, and co-director of the 2009 political documentary feature, Crashing the Party. Episodes of his cable television show, The Film Fix, can be watched online at http://dailyfilmfix.com/