'The Hoax' With the Most
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Richard Gere lands another yet star vehicle. Photo
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By
Dan Hudak
We all tell little fibs from time to
time, but not like this.
The Hoax tells
a story as dastardly and quintessentially American as they
come, complete with lies, money and more lies, all in an
effort to perpetuate what many consider the greatest
con of the 20th century. There are certainly better con
artist movies (The Sting), but this is an engaging
effort that has the added allure of being based on a true
story.
The
scam of note is perpetrated by Clifford Irving, a struggling
writer in the early ’70s who can’t convince McGraw-Hill to
publish his latest novel, Rudnick’s Problems.
Desperate, he promises his editor (Hope Davis) the “most
important book of the 20th century” without having any clue
what it will be about.
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The movie really
belongs to Gere and Molina, who share an affable
chemistry and are as adorable as two grown men can
be while scheming like little kids. |
Then, an epiphany: What every publisher wants and can’t get
is a memoir of the notoriously reclusive billionaire Howard
Hughes. Without regard for honesty or professional
integrity, Irving (Richard Gere) recruits his wife, an
untalented hippie artist named Edith (Marcia Gay Harden),
and fellow writer Dick Suskind (Alfred Molina) to help him
research and cover up his “exclusive” biography of Hughes.
What
makes the film appealing is Irving’s uncanny ability to stay
one step ahead of the truth, even going so far as to send
Suskind to the Bahamas to mail a letter so it will be
postmarked from there when it reaches New York. Irving
begins with a reasonable amount of control of the situation,
but as his bosses grow more inquisitive he pushes the
deception further and is so convincing that you get the
impression he believes the lies are true.
Lasse Hallström (Chocolat) directs with a patient but
steady hand, methodically bringing the story along before
quickening the pace to accentuate Irving’s paranoia and
fear. Better, Hallström never takes Irving’s mendacity too
seriously, which allows for a relatively lighthearted tone
throughout an otherwise serious drama. Credit for this also
goes to Gere, who’s so charming as Irving that it’s hard to
root against him.
The
rest of the cast is solid with the exception of Harden, an
Oscar winner (Pollock) who once again has taken a
supporting role that’s far beneath her. She tries a European
accent for the sake of artistry, but it comes across as
trite and underwhelming. Turning in small but memorable
performances are Stanley Tucci as a cantankerous executive,
Julie Delpy as Irving’s mistress, and screen legend Eli
Wallach (The Good, the Bad and the Ugly) as Hughes’
associate, Noah Dietrich.
But
the movie really belongs to Gere and Molina, who share an
affable chemistry and are as adorable as two grown men can
be while scheming like little kids to complete their
research. This is more impressive considering their
characters are total opposites: Irving is a philandering
fraud who will do and say anything for the sake of his great
ruse, while Suskind is a loyal husband who knows what
they’re doing is wrong but can’t resist the temptation of
money and fame.
Moral judgment aside, The Hoax is a deliciously
naughty guilty pleasure — the type of movie you enjoy
because ordinary people are doing extraordinarily
mischievous things and nearly getting away with everything.
Comments? E-mail dhudak22@yahoo.com.
The Hoax
***
**** A
genuine must-see
***
Entertaining
**
Mediocre but not worthless
* A
wretched waste of time
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Directed by
Lasse Hallström.
Written by William Wheeler, based on the novel by
Clifford Irving. Starring Richard Gere, Alfred
Molina, Hope Davis, Marcia Gay Harden. Rated R.
Also opening in
Miami-Dade County this Friday: Are We Done Yet?
(already open), Firehouse Dog (already open),
The Reaping (opens today), First Snow,
Grindhouse. |