'Still Mine' unwraps a close couple's late-life love
The actors are better than the simplistic scenario offered by the plot.
The actors are better than the simplistic scenario offered by the plot.
James Cromwell has been terrific in just about everything I鈥檝e ever seen him in. He can portray a loamy, upright character like Farmer Hoggett in 鈥淏abe鈥 without getting all salt of the earth on us. He can also, as the corrupt police chief in 鈥淟.A. Confidential,鈥 be bone-chillingly scary without popping his eyes or jutting his jaw.
All of which makes him ideal casting as Craig Morrison, an 87-year-old Canadian farmer from New Brunswick, in Michael McGowan鈥檚 鈥淪till Mine.鈥 Craig runs up against the local bureaucrats when he attempts to build a new house for himself and his ailing wife, Irene (Genevi猫ve Bujold), on his 2,000-acre spread overlooking the bay.
Cromwell (both he and Bujold are playing characters more than a decade older than themselves) makes you believe this man could still build a solid house with his bare hands. And he can make you believe Craig is doing it in order to provide a more navigable, one-story home for Irene.
Cromwell gets to play both sides of his talent here: He鈥檚 convincingly loamy, but Craig鈥檚 righteousness can also have its scary side. Because McGowan based his script on a true story, he lets the actual details dictate the plot. But because the actors are so good, the scenario of the old-school farmer versus the uncaring bureaucrats seems too simplistic, too confining, for the emotions that are raging.
It鈥檚 not just that McGowan overextends the good guy/bad guy stuff by caricaturing the building inspectors. He is also, in a sense, caricaturing Craig, whose motives in bucking the authorities, and even his own children, are presented as true-blue. Craig ultimately knows what鈥檚 right.聽
But what鈥檚 missing from this movie is the fear and the franticness behind Craig鈥檚 need to provide for his wife, the implication that his house-building might have served as a waystation to sanity in the storm. His decision to go it alone, without home care, or without moving to a retirement home in town, is presented as noble. The demurrals of his son (Rick Roberts) and daughter (Julie Stewart) and engineer grandson (Zachary Bennett), and of his testy best friend (George R. Robertson) and exasperated, longtime lawyer (Campbell Scott), are all for naught. These well-meaning people lack Craig鈥檚 staunchness of character. They are in the movie to be proved wrong.聽
I kept wishing that 鈥淪till Mine鈥 had jettisoned the film鈥檚 true-story trappings and moved more deeply into the Craig-Irene duet unencumbered by bad-news bulletins from the building inspectors. Easily the best parts of the film are those in which husband and wife quietly summon up in often the barest of glances and touches a near-lifetime together.
With her glistening eyes and disarrayed gray hair, Bujold acts a bit too 鈥減oetic鈥 for her predicament 鈥 the direness of her situation isn鈥檛 a part of her makeup here, and McGowan is too 鈥渢asteful鈥 to include it. But Bujold amply conveys Irene鈥檚 longing for Craig in deep-toned ways that one almost never sees in movies about people over the age of 70. Actually, you rarely see it in movies about people of any age anymore.
It requires a hefty suspension of disbelief to buy into this film鈥檚 margarine-soft coda, but it鈥檚 a suspension I was willing to make because of the quality of the acting (if not the writing or directing). When Craig says, 鈥淚 plan on beating the odds,鈥 you want to believe him, and you do. Grade: B (Rated PG-13 for some thematic elements and brief sensuality/partial nudity.)