Solondz's situations are more extreme than Payne and Taylor's but his attitude can be opaque. Not when Aviva's mom Joyce (Ellen Barkin) is trying to convince her an abortion is the right "choice," which is a classic form of irony, showing a bald assertion of will inside the mother's attempts to nurture. And the combination of smiley optimism and murderous righteousness among the Sunshines is a standard (low-grade) form of topical satire. (This is the crudest aspect of the movie because it constructs allegory from an overbroad generalization: you can't say all fundamentalist Christians are hypocrites because other fundamentalist Christians are killers, i.e., they're not necessarily part of the same "family." It's simply too much to say that militating against abortion inevitably leads to such murders. Solondz shows the same prejudice as David O. Russell did with the adoptive fundamentalist Christian family in I ♥ Huckabees.)
What's opaque is Solondz's attitude toward Aviva herself. On the one hand she's the kind of hypersensitive child you fear for in life because she has a desperation for experience without the shrewdness or toughness to avoid the most obvious pitfalls in gaining it. (She's literally and figuratively the cousin of Dawn Wiener in Solondz's first feature Welcome to the Dollhouse (1996).) At the same time, however, Solondz makes Aviva nearly impossible to identify with, notably by casting seven actresses and one actor of different races, ages, and body types to play the role by turns. He unifies their performances by having them speak in the same hushed, whiny tone and carry themselves with the same downcast air, which only makes Aviva less open to us.
In addition, about half the actresses who play Aviva are overweight, one of them obese, and Solondz puts them in midriff tops and hip huggers, their soft bellies and rolls bulging. (Will Denton, the adolescent boy cast as "Huckleberry" Aviva, is the only conventionally pretty girl among them.) Solondz thus makes Aviva pitifully unself-aware, exposes her to the harsh world, but does not by these strokes make her sympathetic. The urge toward compassion is invoked but constantly defeated by the fact that Aviva has no admirable or enviable qualities, either obvious or innate, which makes her more grotesque. Solondz's protagonists are always bigger losers than even irony requires, as if he were afraid that a too-ready identification would prevent him from getting where he wants to go.
It is thus a problem that he doesn't seem to know where it is he wants to get to--he just knows what style he wants to arrive in. And yet, to be fair, the sense of experimentation is part of what makes him interesting. He's certainly aware of the discomfort he causes his audience; as John Goodman hollers at Paul Giamatti, the satiric documentary filmmaker in Storytelling, "Stop trying to impose your misery on others!" Like all ironists, Solondz believes that "his" misery is really everybody's misery. The problem for him isn't so much that American movie audiences don't much cotton to this way of telling stories as that he doesn't display enough mastery of it to consolidate a sizeable enough specialty audience (unlike Alexander Payne, for instance, or Wes Anderson, or perhaps Jared Hess).








Article comments
1 - Eric Berlin
Fantastic job on this review, Dale -- expertly put together. It's interesting to witness how hard it is to achieve what someone like Payne achieves... and how difficult it is to pull off.
2 - Alan Dale
Thanks, Eric. Having reread Northrop Frye's Anatomy of Criticism, I've become obsessed with idea of irony as a genre rather than merely an attitude. It seems like it's all around us but people just don't know how to talk about it. That may explain why someone as thoroughly given over to irony as Todd Solondz can't quite get it together to make a decently enjoyable picture. It's as if the various parts of his brain weren't communicating with each other. I give him credit for the effort, but prefer Payne, who knows exactly what it's all about.
3 - Eric Berlin
I'm always reminded of an episode of The Simpsons when the topic of irony comes up:
Bully #1: Are you being ironic?
Bully #2: I don't even know anymore.
4 - Alan Dale
The safe answer for almost anybody is, "Yes, of course." Except maybe Sean Penn or Tim Robbins, but thinking about them gives me brain-gas so I won't even mention them.
5 - Eric Berlin
Brain-gas? Is there anything you can take for that?
6 - Alan Dale
No cure, but irony's a pretty sure preventive.