| Lions 
                    For Lambs You've got to stand for something or you'll 
                      fall for anything. Thank you, Mr. Redford, for that country-western 
                      sentiment. Personally, when attending a drama, I stand for 
                      narrative that allows me to extract the meaning, rather 
                      than fall for a lecture with the barest illusion of a plot.
                      In Lions For Lambs, Robert Redford 
                      stars and directs an earnest, preachy diatribe that seems 
                      pretty reasonable. You might agree with its politics. Heck, 
                      I agree with its politics, but it might as well have 
                      been Lullabyes For Lame-Os. For one brief moment, 
                      you could hope that this was going someplace, but no, Redford 
                      would rather just pound us over the head with his message.
                      Divided into three different yet miraculously 
                      interconnected stories, the script twists and writhes in 
                      order to make them all happen in real time. That real time 
                      would be just under an hour and a half, but you'll swear 
                      it was at least three.
                      Meryl Streep stars as a Washington reporter 
                      getting exclusive access to Senator Jasper Irving (Tom Cruise). 
                      On the West Coast at a nameless California University, Professor 
                      Malley (Redford) conferences with a disappointing student, 
                      Todd Hayes (Andrew Garfield). It seems Hayes reminds Malley 
                      of two other students with great potential that he once 
                      taught, who eschewed graduate school for the military.
                      By sheer coincidence, those two happen 
                      to be involved in a troop surge in Afghanistan, failing 
                      in their mission at the very same time that Irving explains 
                      the rationale for it to Streep's reporter. As Cruise talks 
                      to Streep and Redford talks to Garfield, what do these two 
                      soldiers in the middle of combat do?
                      Talk. Then stand.
                      Matthew Michael Carnahan's screenplay at 
                      least tries to be reasonable in its ideas. Certainly in 
                      our current political situation, we have a lot of fingers 
                      to point without getting much satisfaction. Cruise's Senator 
                      says as much - admit to the mistakes and try to move forward. 
                      On the surface, this isn't an attack so much as a plea for 
                      our country to regain its honor, for the youth to get involved 
                      and care, regardless of which side of the political spectrum 
                      they fall. It's noble.
                      But the screenplay also cheats, creating 
                      scenes of ridiculously false theatricality. Aside from the 
                      triple coincidence of its narrative, which stretches believability, 
                      Carnahan builds moment after moment in which people take 
                      the most theatrical way of demonstrating their points. I 
                      was especially fond of Streep challenging her editor, played 
                      by Kevin Dunn, with the classic "we used to be about 
                      something" speech.
                    Carnahan 
                      overplays his reality. It isn't enough for Cruise to be 
                      a powerful Senator; he's the guy dubbed "…the future of 
                      his party" back in 2002, a relatively young (45) dynamic 
                      politician in the Republican Party, when we know that neither 
                      party has anybody with half the charisma of Cruise. In a 
                      criticism of journalism, he also references a bubble-headed 
                      news anchor with a multitude of ethnic names. Not only does 
                      it sound fake, the character comments on how fake it sounds. 
                      That kind of adds up to fake.  In casting, too, the film skews things. 
                      As charismatic as Cruise may be, he's developed a persona 
                      of untrustworthiness. (He produced the film, so that casting 
                      error may be accidental based on his own blindness.) No 
                      matter how reasonable his arguments, we have to take them 
                      with a grain of salt. Then again, who has the gall to say 
                      Redford doesn't know what he's talking about?
                      Certainly no one involved with this film, 
                      though occasional nay-saying might have helped. Redford 
                      may be a skilled "actor's director," but he can't handle 
                      action; the Afghanistan scenes might make you long for the 
                      glory days of Cannon Films, they're so cheap and lifeless.
                      Yet a few things do hit home. College students 
                      today really do feel pretty powerless, though it would be 
                      nice to be given more encouragement than a vague, "at least 
                      do something." The fact that Streep looks out her 
                      car window to see obviously worn stock footage of the White 
                      House also speaks volumes about the precariousness of our 
                      times.   It's preaching to the choir, 
                      though. In fact, at the press screening I attended, half 
                      the audience thought they were getting to see P2, 
                      a pretty far cry from Lions For Lambs, and many walked 
                      out early. As I walked out into the AMC lobby (after watching 
                      the whole film), a plasma HD screen played a National Guard 
                      recruitment video by 3 Doors Down. 
                     Somehow, that summed up my problems with 
                      the film. Even though it was about young people getting 
                      involved, it didn't want to get involved with young people.
 
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