Dr. T & The Women: Altman’s reputation as a women’s director escapes me. All his female characters are absolutely unsympathetic in everyway. Granted he’s a contemptuous misanthrope behind the camera, but he seems to have a misogynistic streak on top of that.
He’s like that guy you are acquainted with who has no job, a chauvinist pig, openly crass and abusive but has about six women falling all over him. Exhibit A: Dr. T and the Women.
Every female character is a vacuous materialistic Dallas society bitch (Altman seems to have an unhealthy disdain for anyone with a drawl too.) There is plenty of sport to have at the Texas upper class, but it takes some doing to make yourself come off as being harsh to them. Hell I laughed my ass off at the Vice President shooting a guy in the face, but I found myself thinking “jeez Bob, take it easy.”
- Laura Dern is a drunken flibbertigibbet trophy wife. He’s used this character in 3 movies in the 90’s that I can think of off the top of my head and expanded not one bit upon it.
- Tara Reid is woefully miscast as an Kennedy Assassination expert. Ok her agent wanted to piss against the tide of Tara being a coked out party girl, but there is something inherently cruel about overmatching her like this. Kind of like throwing a taser in the chimp cage in the zoo. “Storms are nature’s snipers” Fuck the what now?
- Lee Grant has two stunningly awful scenes as the shrink documenting the “Hestia Complex” that afflicts poor Farrah Fawcet. I saw two movies featuring Robert Hays that had heretofore unheard of mental disorders and Lt. Hurwitz thinking he was Ethel Merman was by far the more plausible.
- Farrah Fawcett now that she’s brain fried it’s uncomfortable that Altman casts her as a mental patient and convinces her to do a nude scene in a mall fountain… also 25 years too late for all those guys that had her poster. (me, I’m a Shelly Hack apologist.)
- And if you think Hack is too much of a has-been for Altman: Shelly Long. A fake Texas accent which only conveys “Why did I leave Cheers?”
- Helen Hunt, her over exposure inadvertently symbolized by her having a wet t-shirt like four times in the movie.
- Kate Hudson is his other daughter, a lesbian Dallas Cowboys cheerleader. SEEN IT!
- Liv Tyler I think this is where she started affecting her voice to the “Happy Birthday Mr. President” breathiness. Altman let’s actors run around without a leash and if I can blame this on him…
Dr T is the horn of plenty for Altman’s trademark “message for you sir” style symbolism. Farrah’s nude scene takes place in front of the Godiva chocolate store when the characters are tramping around the mall looking for her we see the Guess store to answer a rhetorical question and it’s not just in the background or passed by, Altman pans off the action and up to the sign. “Did you get this?!” While he was at it he should have gunned down someone in front of a Target or added “Duh! Duh! Dun!!!!” to the score.
Of all the details-stretched-out-to-a-goddamned-set-piece for Altman fan boys to whack over, Dr. T letting one of his patients smoke during a visit maybe the most heavy handed.
Who ever ordered the score must have asked Lyle Lovett for a “twangy Spanish Flea”
I’m off to settle into nice episode of Dallas.