Aug 10, 2014
"Still I'm coming home; yeah, you know I'm coming home some day! The future's brighter now; it's not so far away!" I felt "Look into the Future" fit, because this film came out way before, like, Ozzy Osbourne's "Mama, I'm Coming Home", and because almost as many people forgot about this film as they forgot that Journey existed before it had Steve Perry. Well, I don't know about that, because this film was recognized with a couple major Oscar nods and wins, but the hype kind of died down by the time we got "Born on the Fourth of July", the better about some dude coming back from Vietnam with messed up legs. Actually, in a way, this drama may be more tense than "Born on the Fourth of July", for the female lead has to choose between a paralyzed veteran or, perhaps just as tragic... Bruce Dern. Shoot, Voight may actually look like Tom Cruise compared to Dern, but it's a good thing he's pulling that beard off, while Jane Fonda fails to pull her hairstyles here off, because neither of these dudes might be pretty enough for Fonda. You know that these performances have to be convincing if this film is going to be good, and sure enough, this film is plenty compelling, despite its not having the most convincing story concept, and not just because of who exactly is involved in the love triangle.
Now, there are a lot of genuine dramatics, and when there isn't, more often than not, the taste of the storytelling is realized enough to sell, but the fact of the matter is that there are some melodramatics here and there, a few of which are key, and made all the more glaring by their being recognized from other, lesser dramas of this nature. The severity of the melodramatics is debatable, but it's hard to deny that this is a very '70s drama of its type, being borderline predictable in its conformity to formula, and in its sort of playing down its value. Natural limitations are themselves limited in this dramatically rich story concept, but they do stand, as dramatic possibilities go held back by a lack of exploration of political and war themes, for the sake of the love-triangle mumbo-jumbo that is compelling, even on paper, but for only so long. The telling of this story certainly tries to put that to the test, through repetitious fat around the edges which helps a great deal in getting this film to its questionable runtime of about 130 minutes at a clip which is perhaps too steady, particularly when backed by questionable directorial pacing. Hal Ashby takes a thoughtful approach with his direction, and by backing it with just the right amount of style, he never lets things get too dull, but he still works hard to sustain a naturalist air that seems to chill out resonance and dilute a sense of momentum, which is already limited by the natural and other consequential shortcomings. Momentum is ultimately kept stable more often than not by inspired performances found both on and off of the screen, but it often falls so greatly, under the pressure of questionable dramatics, uniqueness and pacing, that the final product all but falls as underwhelming. Still, at the end of the day, the film presses on enough to reward the patient, and do so with the help of entertainment value that thrives on a certain respectable musical value.
A tribute to the wartime '60s, this film boasts an often protest-charged folk and rock soundtrack which goes for obvious selections and is often overused, but excellent in its livening things up, even if it doesn't compliment dramatic resonance that much. Director Hal Ashby has other aesthetic tools at his disposal to draw you in, supplementing a sense of taste through an almost dreamy play on Haskell Wexler's cinematography, and breaking up the lively music with a thoughtfulness that, while often too subdued for its own good, is never too bland, and is often immersive. Subtlety goes a long way in driving the heart of this drama more than it retards momentum, as Ashby is generally very realized in his establishing inspiration to do a fine job of fulfilling noble and understandable ambitions. This film's story concept would have been enriched by a much more thorough exploration of themes regarding war and how it affects humanity, but as a romantic melodrama, despite the conventions and histrionics, this story remains intriguing, with a potential to either underwhelm or compel, depending on the quality of the execution. Inspiration to Ashby's directorial storytelling is there, as I said, and when it comes to Robert C. Jones' and Waldo Salt's Oscar-winning written storytelling, there is plenty of fat around the edges, but just as much wit to dialogue, and wealth to characterization, truly brought to life by acting which is an inspired as any type of performance in this film. When Bruce Dern actually shows up, he might very well steal the show in his portrayal of a man returning from war with more emotional scars and physical wounds, but he doesn't really deliver any more than Jane Fonda - who captures a sense of vulnerability and subtle passion to a woman finding new love behind the back of her husband - or Jon Voight, whose remarkable layers capture the aggression, hope and overall human heart of a disabled veteran who finds his life ruined, then with the potential of being restored by passion. When the performances hit, they hit smashingly hard, but they always carry a film which rarely loses too much momentum, carrying enough color and taste to challenge the natural and consequential shortcomings, and reward.
When it's all said and done, there are some melodramatics and plenty of conventions behind a somewhat conceptually thin and decidedly draggily told story, thus, underwhelmingness places threats that are ultimately transcended by the colorful soundtrack, tasteful direction, rich writing, and powerful performances by Bruce Dern, Jane Fonda and Jon Voight which make Hal Ashby's "Coming Home" a thoroughly compelling study on the struggles of the heart men of war find upon returning to the real world.
3/5 - Good
Verified