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GRACE OF MONACO
Director : Olivier Dahan
Cast : Nicole Kidman, Tim Roth, Milo Ventimiglia, Parker Posey, Paz Vega, Frank Langella, Roger Ashton-Griffiths, Derek Jacobi
Genre : Biography, Drama
Opens : 22 May 2014
Rating : PG
In his song “Grace Kelly”, Mika proclaimed “I’ve gone
identity mad!” Grace of Monaco
attempts to portray the crisis of identity the real Grace Kelly (Kidman)
underwent. In marrying Prince Rainier III of Monaco (Roth), Kelly left her life
as a Hollywood actress behind, but she was constantly reminded that the people
of Monaco would not recognise the daughter of a Philadelphia bricklayer as one
of their own. As France threatens to tax and possibly annex Monaco, resulting
in a heated dispute between Rainier and France’s Charles de Gaulle (André
Penvern), Kelly, now a wife, mother and princess, is tempted to return to
acting. Director Alfred Hitchcock
(Ashton-Griffiths) comes calling with the script for his new film Marnie and with the whole world watching
(and judging), the princess must decide what role she will play in the future
of the principality.
Many
biopics have been criticised for taking a “cradle to the grave” approach,
attempting to condense the entire lives of their subjects into two and half
hours or so. Grace of Monaco instead
focuses on a short, specific period in Grace Kelly’s life, which the actual
royal family of Monaco claims has been highly fictionalised and is filled with
factual inaccuracies. The film’s post-production process has also been turbulent,
with director Olivier Dahan and distributor Harvey Weinstein feuding over the
final cut and the release date being shuffled multiple times. The film ends up
being overripe and uneven, hokey and melodramatic, if still watchable and
somewhat palatable.
Grace of Monaco is a pretty film to look
at, cinematographer Eric Gautier dousing the movie in soft fill light. There
are elegant costumes and sets galore, but one can’t help but feel a sense of
artifice – at its worst, the movie evokes a movie-of-the-week affair, a pity
given the marvellous La Vie En Rose,
which Dahan also directed. The central conflict with its almost-intrigue and
kinda-stakes just doesn’t feel as weighty as it needs to be, the film instead
generating moments of overwrought emotion that despite Nicole Kidman’s best
efforts, fail to ring altogether true. There’s even a montage that feels
straight out of something like The
Princess Diaries in which Grace Kelly takes elocution and history lessons
in order to become a better princess.
Nicole
Kidman reportedly beat out the likes of Charlize Theron, Jessica Chastain, Amy
Adams, Gwyneth Paltrow and January Jones amongst others for the coveted title
role. She’s certainly not a terrible Grace Kelly, mustering up all of her
glamour and, well, grace to play the part but there isn’t a lot of depth to the
portrayal beyond “being a princess isn’t the fantasy it’s cracked up to be.”
One would think that given the narrower scope of the film compared to a
conventional biopic, we’d get more room for meaningful characterisation and
Kidman tries, but ultimately doesn’t deliver a well-rounded depiction of Grace
Kelly. We hear many frustrated exclamations, including “why must everything be
so complicated?” and “Ah! So difficult!” At no point does “Nicole Kidman the
actor” disappear for “Grace Kelly the person” to take her place. She does have
her moments though, that climactic speech she delivers at the end is
sufficiently moving. She’s also a good deal taller than her onscreen husband;
something Kidman is probably used to.
Tim Roth is careful not to
turn Prince Rainier into a stiff, stern caricature and while he doesn’t have
much chemistry with Kidman, he is believable as the Prince pushed into a tight
spot. Frank Langella is the requisite kindly father figure as Father Francis
Tucker, one of Rainier III’s closest friends and most trusted advisors, warm
and wise even when saddled with platitudes such as “at some point, every fairy
tale must end”. Roger Ashton-Griffiths is a decent, convincing Alfred
Hitchcock, playing the legendary director as a gruff but well-meaning uncle.
Grace of Monaco is far from subtle – we get an ominous car/driving motif
(of course) and some clumsy, on the nose cues in the score. It’s difficult to
take the film entirely seriously, but perhaps there’s a charm in the kitsch and the silliness
– it’s unlikely that it was what director Olivier Dahan intended, but for what
it’s worth, Grace of Monaco is far
from detestable or brazenly divisive. Sensationalised? Sure. More than a little
awards-baity? You bet. But is it trash? Nah.
Summary: At one point, Princess Grace tells her husband “Rai,
it’s just a movie”. Go into Grace of
Monaco with that mindset and perhaps you might enjoy yourself. As a
dramatic, insightful exploration of the life of the screen legend though, it
mostly misses the mark.
RATING:
2.5 out of 5 Stars
Jedd Jong
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