Steve Martin
Claire Danes
Jason Schwartzman
Frances Conroy
directed by
Anand Tucker
Aiming for a Lost In Translation vibe, this adaptation of a Steve Martin
novella replaces Scarlett Johansson with Claire Danes and Bill Murray with
Martin himself. It comes from Anand Tucker, the director of Hilary and
Jackie, and attempts to transcend its May to December romance from Mills & Boon into a potential awards contender.
Mirabelle (Claire Danes) is a shopgirl. Working on the glove counter in a
high-profile department store and then creating pieces of art at night, she
leads a lonely existence. But her life takes a dramatic change when two
completely different men enter her desolate life. First there is the flaky
Jeremy (Jason Schwartzman) who fumbles with the rules of dating and leaves
Mirabelle unimpressed. Then there is the rich, older Ray (Steve Martin) who
showers Mirabelle with gifts and expensive meals. She is in awe of their
burgeoning relationship but Ray has other ideas of what he believes their
relationship is.
The biggest problem with Shopgirl is Steve Martin. Seeing as he wrote
the source material and was the same age as its male lead, it obviously
seemed a shoe-in that he would star in the film adaptation. But he is
terribly miscast in the role. He struggles with the dramatic elements of the
film and doesn't pull off the slick and suave businessman persona. It's never
clear what Mirabelle would see in him. On the other hand,
Schwartzman is perfectly cast.
Jeremy is the antithesis to Ray, both the character and the performance.
While Martin is smug and boring, Schwartzman is energetic and alive. The
initial date between him and Danes is hilarious and their attempts at a
romantic night in is one of the funniest scenes of the year. It's a great
shame then that Jeremy is then sent on a road trip throughout most of the
film and we then see very little of him. The film instead focuses on
Mirabelle and Ray, a shallow and uninteresting relationship.
Claire Danes is good as Mirabelle and adds a much needed depth to her
character. But her plight does at times feels like it belongs in the daytime
TV movie about the girl who falls in love with the older man. The direction
does offset this as does the score as both give us this bizarre feeling that
we are watching something incredibly profound and heartfelt. The film picks
up near the end when Schwartzman arrives back on the scene but it only
serves to remind you how much you would rather have seen a film about his
relationship with Danes.
Shopgirl isn't a bad movie. It's well made and mostly well acted. But in
stretching out a novella into a full-length movie, it sometimes feels the
strain. What is essentially the basis for a cheap romantic novel is treated
like it is an earnest and important drama. It's probably best appreciated as
a matinee movie on TV one rainy afternoon. Lost in Translation it
isn't.