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The action bromance has been made before, as Pineapple Express. The return to high school of a young-looking adult who has unfinished business from the primal scene of American identity-formation? That was Never Been Kissed. (Fast Times at Ridgemont High precedes it–Cameron Crowe went undercover for Rolling Stone to write it–but he left himself out of the resulting screenplay.)
21 Jump Street, then, is the return-to-high-school action bromance, and it would be hard to imagine a better one. In high school, jock Channing Tatum was nerd Jonah Hill’s nemesis; five years later, as police cadets, they are each other’s salvation, each helping the other through the physical and scholastic exams of the Metropolitan City Police Department.
Students of the Apatovian will recognize that such a friendship bears the hallmarks of awkwardness–”awkward in a good, promising way.” (Judd Apatow’s name is not attached to 21 Jump Street, but co-writer and executive producer Jonah Hill carries his torch proudly.) Hill and Tatum bond easily, freed from the high school social norms that structured their adolescent misery. But their relationship needs a test, and their crucible is returning to high school.
The 21 Jump Street setup of young-looking police officers infiltrating high schools to ferret out crime is all the movie takes from its namesake show. As a police captain, Nick Offerman has a fun bit of business with the use of the name, bumping Hill and Tatum down to “a cancelled undercover police program from the ’80s,” reinvented for a new generation because “they’re completely out of ideas.” And we’re off to the races, never looking back except for a witty cameo. A self-consciously angry black commanding officer, played by Ice Cube, sends them in to find a high school drug dealer providing a deadly new substance.
At the high school they infiltrate, mores have shifted such that nerdy Hill fits in with the popular clique, and throwback jock Tatum finds himself exiled to the truly geeky precincts. (It’s not perfectly clear why the truly geeky don’t fit in with the popular clique, but it works.) Since both of them (all of us) have unfinished business with high school, the emotional consequences of this reversal will interfere with their police work. The prepubescent utopia of their unlikely friendship is subject to the reverse stress test as Hill tries to navigate his newfound popularity with his loyalty to his out-group friend, not to mention their mission.
The movie is steadily hilarious and emotionally labile, with satisfying plants and payoffs throughout. The female characters are no worse-developed than in anything else off the Apatow family tree (except of course for Bridesmaids), although Brie Larson is winning (and winningly curvy) as the high school student that Jonah Hill could get but can’t have. As an eco-sensitive popular kid, James Franco’s little brother is the Franco you want to slap more. The movie deftly avoids one prison rape joke (substituting Ice Cube’s threat to visit the officers in prison and do something terrible but not at all rapey to them with a snorkel) but falls into another, almost half-heartedly.
Jonah Hill has been full of surprises for a while now (the Oscar nomination was another one), and 21 Jump Street makes it clear that he’s not actually as much of a substitute for Seth Rogen as he seemed at first. Starting in Freaks & Geeks, Rogen was a dry commentator, almost always playing the palace fool (with his late-season romance with sousaphone player Amy a notable exception). Hill is a much emotionally riskier comic leading man. Oscar was a surprise, but it wasn’t crazy.
What did you see? And what did it bring up for you?
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50/50 is funny and sad at a perfect pitch — it’s hard not to spend the entire movie laughing and crying, each an engine for the other. Since Mysterious Skin, Joseph Gordon-Levitt has been my favorite young actor. He made (500) Days of Summer almost very good and Inception pleasant to look at in parts. He plays Adam, a twenty-something public radio journalist diagnosed with cancer, and a stick up his ass. Adam’s native emotional constipation turns dangerous with the arrival of his cancer, as his support network is patchy at best and he will need more than he can count on.
Bryce Dallas Howard plays his terrible girlfriend Rachael, whom he gives a chance to bail and who rejects it. Perhaps you’ve had a partner like Rachael. She can be distinguished by her need for your approval, which is much louder than her affection for you; as the latter fades away, she will affect ever more monstrous falsities in order to retain the former. There’s something hatable about Bryce Dallas Howard in this role. A lot of it is in her eyelashes. At times maybe 50/50 has its thumb on the scale against her. But mostly you can see where she’s coming from. You can see how cancer would turn a bad girlfriend terrible.
Anna Kendricks plays his therapist, two years younger than he is. She too is out of her depth, but she’s slightly less terrible a therapist than Rachael is a girlfriend.
Angelica Huston plays his mother Diane, also needy, even more empathetic. Perhaps you’ve had a mother like Diane. Adam tries to keep her in the dark because her emotions are a little louder than his. When he finally calls her to ask for help, she answers the phone shouting, “What’s wrong?”
Seth Rogen plays his best friend. Could you ask for a better best friend? Seth Rogen is not as chubby as he used to be, but he’s still a fine Falstaff, going so far as to teach Adam how to use his diagnosis to get laid. At the dawn of bromance, I said that Owen Wilson in Wedding Crashers made homosocial expressions of desire look like “the only kind of sex anyone would ever want to have,” and Rogen carries that flame. Apparently Rogen himself played a similar role for screenwriter Will Reiser when he underwent the events that inspired the movie.
This is a lovely movie about friendship, disease, family, suffering and love. Ultimately, a light one. Mrs. K-sky has two friends fighting cancer, both surprisingly young, though not as young as Adam. This is a short movie. Adam has a short cancer. Death is in the movie, but at the margins. If Will Reiser told half of his story in those 100 minutes, then he was one of the very lucky ones.
What did you see, and how did you like it?
