Nutcrackers
by Hope Madden
If you know David Gordon Green from the recent Halloween trilogy or The Exorcist: Believer, you don’t really know David Gordon Green. Who could blame you? He’s a hard guy to know.
He followed up the four magnificent character driven indies that began his career with a trio of raucous comedies before mixing TV directing with low budget dramas. Then he did a couple of high-profile Hollywood dramas before venturing into franchise horror. The guy’s tastes are less eclectic than whiplash.
Well, with Nutcrackers, he’s back in the independent realm, but his dabblings in every format, budget and genre inform the piece.
Ben Stiller plays Michael, a Chicago real estate developer in the final throes of a project he’s been working for six years. He’s called to BFE Ohio (actually, Blanchester, Ohio) to care for his four recently orphaned nephews while the social worker (Linda Cardellini, classing up the joint) looks for a foster family.
He can only stay for the weekend, though.
Sure, sure.
It’s a classic set up—ambitious city slicker loses everything and finds out who he really is in the chaos of family and smalltown life. And at Christmas, no less! Michael is also the type of character Stiller’s played many times. But Green’s approach is strictly indie—no swelling score, no spit takes, no mugging, no reaction shots.
Green also recognizes his real stars: Homer, Arlo, Atlas and Ulysses Janson. The four newcomers deliver sweetly feral performances with an authenticity you don’t find in films like these.
Leland Douglas’s script hits familiar beats that could easily have become cookie-cutter family film fare, but Green’s execution is untidy enough—snot-faced, uncombed and realistic—to breathe new life into a familiar idea.
Stiller’s delightfully understated performance cements the genuine feel of the film. He has an easy chemistry with Cardellini as well as the Janson kids, and he mines the script’s humor for something that seems like real people being funny, rather than movie comedy.
There’s a feeling of improvisation within scenes that allows Nutcrackers plenty of surprises. On the other hand, Green’s indie approach is often a mismatch with the broad comedy hijinks in the story. Certain scripted moments—those that smack of “zany comedy adventure”—are wildly out of place, and the film never fully shakes the obviousness of its premise.
Nutcrackers mainly feels like an experiment. David Gordon Green takes a familiar Christmas family film script and sees if he can make something real out of it. He doesn’t always succeed, but he does deliver a charming mixed bag of nuts.
