The Dinner – movie reviewby James Robins
A drama of in-laws debating whether to dob in errant sons makes a meal of it.
The couples meet at a restaurant to discuss how to deal with their wayward, potentially criminal kids. Protect them? Or turn them in?
A parley under similar circumstances was at the heart of Roman Polanski’s Carnage – a taut four-way tangle in which the veneer of civility quickly slipped as the parents battled their respective corners, the audience’s allegiance shifting with each new revelation. If only The Dinner had been as efficient and clever. Instead, it’s a mess, with the participants constantly getting up from the table, knocking over wine glasses and being rude to the maître d’.
Unfocused and wayward, the film dips into inert flashbacks and long digressions, including a complete retelling of the Battle of Gettysburg. There is the suggestion that this odd tangent is supposed to illustrate Paul’s agitated, obsessive mental state, but mostly it feels incongruous.
Director Oren Moverman packs his adaptation of Herman Koch’s novel with clichés and actorly shouting matches resolved with mock platitudes. And the conjecture about Stan’s adopted black son veers uncomfortably close to racism. One can only dream about what such writers as Aaron Sorkin or David Mamet might have done with the material.
Worst of all, the tension is never wound tight enough. So when the final reveal comes, it’s nowhere near as explosive as it ought to be. I’d advise leaving before the aperitif.
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This article was first published in the August 12, 2017 issue of the New Zealand Listener.
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