Swing Vote
US Presidential elections aren’t short of entertainment value, and this latest attempt to wrest satire from the spectacle of vote-grubbing was seen by a tiny fraction of the audience who tuned in for the speeches of Sarah Palin and Barack Obama at their respective party conferences. Which is shame, because it’s nothing if not relevant. Kevin Costner is Bud, the last man on earth you would want to pick as the most powerful man on the planet. But that’s his responsibility after the tightest race in US political history comes down to one state, one county, one town, and finally one ballot – registered, but somehow not counted in a freak voting machine malfunction. A run-off is in order, with the two candidates mounting a ten-day campaign exclusively for Bud’s benefit. Yes, this premise takes some swallowing, though it’s not more far-fetched than the idea that a millionaire industrialist dressed up as a bat might save us from our worst fears. Each movie creates its own world and you buy into it for 2 hours or not. Written by Jason Richman and Joshua Michael Stern, and directed by Stern, Swing Vote is an unacknowledged remake of the 1939 John Barrymore comedy The Great Man Votes, but it’s also imbued with the civic hopes and dreams of Frank Capra’s movies from the 1940s: Mr Smith Goes to Washington, Mr Deeds Goes to Town and Meet John Doe. Contemporary fairytales, these screwball morality plays saw metropolitan chicanery faced down by the essential virtue of the Little Man. Sentimental, sure, but they were rapt in their own idealism, an immigrants’ Utopian vision of what American could – and should – mean.
Here he’s goateed, with jailhouse abs, and the beginnings of a beer gut. Bud is a none-too-bright and rarely upstanding citizen of Texico, New Mexico, single-handed raising a bright, articulate 12-year-old daughter, Molly (a confident debut by one Madeleine Carroll), though it seems more like she’s raising him. She cooks his breakfast, packs his lunch, and in one running gag, she wakes him up every morning in time to run her to school. Bud isn’t malicious or vindictive, but he’s coasting through life and losing ground – he can’t even hold on to his job in an egg-packing factory, not so much because of out-sourcing, but because he’s always late and a congenital slacker. Costner doesn’t sugarcoat it; this guy is asleep at the wheel. But he’s not quite a lost cause – not yet. The movie’s two Presidential hopefuls are Republican incumbent Andrew Boone (Kelsey Grammar) and Democratic challenger Donald Greenleaf (Dennis Hopper). The satire comes when they start chopping and changing their platforms to reflect what they assume Bud thinks. (In fact he doesn’t think much at all.)
The Republican designates the local river an environmental protection zone. The Democrat (in maybe the most outrageous bit) airs a TV ad against abortion, with adorable little kiddies disappearing in a puff of smoke. This is pretty broad brush, though certainly no cruder than the McCain-Palin show. What’s more interesting about Swing Vote is how it doesn’t shy from painting a sorry picture of the USA as a country succumbing to poverty, insecurity, racial and ideological division, and broken families (Mare Winningham is scarily harsh in her one scene as Molly’s mom.) In Bud’s big moment he reflects on whatever happened to his own hopes and dreams, and takes responsibility for the slide. It’s a genuine Capra moment, and Costner nails it. The movie could use better jokes, no doubt, but in its quiet way it’s quite a revealing barometer of slumping American morale. Tom Charitytom.charty@lovefilm.com More information about Swing Vote » Members' ReviewsReviews Voted Most HelpfulMost Recent Reviews |