The Burnt Orange Heresy (5/10)
by Tony Medley
99 minutes.
R.
This starts right out hitting a home run as art
historian James Figueras (Claes Bang) is teaching his art class about a
piece of modern art that just looks like someone threw a bunch of colors
on a canvas. He explains the intricacies and why the painting is
meaningful, then asks his class who would like a print of the painting
and all their hands go up.
Then he tells them that the painting is just
something he threw together, that it was nothing meaningful and was just
what it appeared to be, a bunch of paint splashed on a canvas, revealing
a lot of what is considered “modern art” is really nonsense.
After class one of the students, Berenice Hollins
(Elizabeth Debicki) comes up to him and they begin a relationship.
James is invited to the mansion of a billionaire,
Joseph Cassidy (Mick Jagger) whose guest living in a small house on his
property is a world-famous painter, Jerome Debney (Donald Sutherland)
who has become a recluse a la J.D. Salinger after all his paintings were
burned up in a fire. James wants to interview him and Joseph wants James
to steal one of Jerome’s paintings, which Joseph thinks he has been
painting since he moved into the house.
That’s the gist of the film as James worms his way
into Jerome’s confidence.
The movie slowly falls apart as it struggles
forward to its unsatisfying conclusion.
All that said, I did enjoy the performances of the
main actors. Jagger surprised me when he appeared in
The Man From Elysian
Fields (2001) and gave a terrific performance in a dramatic role
because he’s nothing like the wild rocker everyone knows from The
Rolling Stones. Sutherland, too, is always enjoyable. Debicki makes a
lot more out of her role than is really there, and that’s to her credit.
Unfortunately, the problem arises because director
Giuseppe Cappodonti and writer Scott B. Smith (from a novel by Charles
Willeford) have not created the requisite tension that needs to be there
for a film like this to succeed. Whether that’s the fault of lead actor
Bang or the script or the directing is hard to pinpoint, but Bang seems
to get as much as he can out of what he is given to work with. Without
that tension the movie just doesn’t make it, and that’s a shame because
in the right hands it could be tantalizingly chilling.
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