Wednesday, November 24, 2021

Licorice Pizza First Draft

Complete first draft written for The Film Stage.

Throughout his career, Paul Thomas Anderson has always had a fascination with pretenders, with people who use their assumed gigs and personas as a shield for their own deep insecurities. From Tom Cruise’s alpha guru in Magnolia to Philip Seymour Hoffman’s blustering mystic in The Master, Josh Brolin’s cop in Inherent Vice to Paul Dano’s preacher in There Will Be Blood, these characters that circle and attempt to entrap Anderson’s putative protagonists often end up as the most fascinating elements of his films, teasing out a canniness and resourcefulness that resonates with his view of American self-actualization. That recurring use of hucksters has now ascended to the level of text with Licorice Pizza, which returns to the sunny San Fernando Valley setting of the films from the first half of his career. Set in 1973, it follows Gary Valentine (Cooper Hoffman, the son of Anderson’s deceased muse), a 15-year-old child actor and voracious entrepreneur, and Alana Kane (Alana Haim), a prospectless 25-year-old who transfixes Gary when he first sees her in the line for high school photos. After immediately proclaiming his affection for her — which she quickly turns down for obvious reasons — Gary nevertheless forges a friendship with Alana, and together they embark on a series of highs and lows in both their personal and professional interactions. Gary, whose acting prospects are drying up, begins selling waterbeds, then opens a pinball palace, ventures both based on fads and rumors; Alana pursues first acting then politics, actions undertaken based on a broader sense of dissatisfaction with the course of her life. As might be expected, Licorice Pizza operates in a much more clearly definable mode than the majority of Anderson’s works: the coming-of-age film, though fascinatingly it is applied to both the teen and the young woman. Alana and Gary are effectively equals through the course of the film, which remains more-or-less wholly tied to their perspectives throughout, shifting fluidly between wide-eyed idealism and something more pragmatic, if not bitter. Bitterness, or at the very least reality, comes in the form of the four adults, each based on real people, who successively take center stage in the last half of the film for their own sequences: actor Jack Holden (Sean Penn channeling William Holden) and director Rex Blau (Tom Waits), hairdresser and famously illiterate producer Jon Peters (Bradley Cooper), and closeted politician Joel Wachs (Benny Safdie). Each man puts on his own airs, whether they be the private and necessary secrecy of Wachs, the coked-up macho energy of Peters, or the carousing and creative fantasies of Holden and Blau — indeed, the first conversation between Penn and Waits, each trying to out-gravel each other in their murmured reminiscences, heralds an entirely different energy that the film occupies until its final moments, which enter an entirely different feeling of rapture. For Licorice Pizza ultimately is a funny and romantic film, if filled with danger and excitement — the Peters section ranks as one of the more harrowing vehicle-based sequences in recent memory — filled to burst with incidents and details. To match this, it feels like Anderson has returned to a more youthful style, filling the film with long Steadicam tracking shots through groups of people in rapid motion. There is also a broader approach to comedy than Anderson has used in some time, which especially focuses on identities: the Haim family plays themselves and emphasizes their Jewishness, John Michael Higgins plays a restaurant owner who speaks to his virtually interchangeable Japanese wives in a horrendous accent and pretends to understand what they are saying. In the midst of this general climate of hustling, Gary and Alana emerge from the tapestry in large part because their pretending goes so hand-in-hand with their zest for life. Hoffman and Haim are quite natural and relaxed in the way they carry themselves, the former filled with an awkward confidence and the latter a forthright radiance, and by the close of the film, it is apparent that their roads are inextricably intertwined, no matter the obstacles life throws in their way. As it is with them, as it is with Anderson and Licorice Pizza: recognition of the failings of others, the compromises that those weighed down by the past must take, can allow the younger people to take flight in their own idiosyncratic directions, at least for a little while.