Don’t Worry, He Won’t Get Far on Foot

Imagine a biopic about Beethoven that focuses almost entirely on how hard it was for him to lose his hearing and navigate day-to-day life as a deaf man. The details of this story, his pain as he comes to terms with his disability, the support and challenges that he receives from his community, the spiritual and psychological epiphanies that allow him to make peace with his situation, are handled deftly, respecting our legendary protagonist while being honest about his shortcomings, executed with fluid direction and solid performances.
But why Beethoven? Since the goal of this narrative approach seems to be to present a universally relatable drama about the conflict of living with such a disability, what’s the point of delivering a Beethoven biopic if the film will barely mention his music? Don’t Worry, He Won’t Get Far on Foot works similarly, made all the more frustrating because the art of the artist at its center should be better known.
Still, the film is a wistful biopic that can be direct when it needs to be. It’s about John Callahan (Joaquin Phoenix), the Portland, Oregon-based alcoholic, quadriplegic cartoonist famous for his simply drawn, minimalist cartoons that gleefully pushed sociopolitical buttons regardless of on which side of the political aisle one supposedly falls. A sequence late in the film shows a female bartender being offended by his cartoon depicting a man being afraid of a sign that warns him against lesbians. Another man at the bar offers further reading on the cartoon: It’s published in Penthouse, a magazine read by alpha males who would be threatened by lesbians, a group of women who don’t need them. Therefore, the joke is on the reader, not the lesbians. More scenes like this, offering interesting insights into Callahan’s work and artistic vision, might have added depth, yet they come across as an afterthought in the finished film. Don’t Worry, He Won’t Get Far on Foot is almost entirely about how Callahan’s alcoholism led to a car wreck that left him quadriplegic, and how he pulled himself out of his sorrowful existence through an Alcoholics Anonymous therapy group hosted by a groovy gay man named Donnie (Jonah Hill, rocking a “Jesus by way of Bee Gees” look).