REVIEW: August: Osage County

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Tracy Letts’ play August: Osage County was good enough to win the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 2008, but I’m thinking something got lost in the work’s transition from stage to screen. It’s not a terrible movie by any means – the story is compelling, most of the performances are solid and there’s plenty of wickedly dark comedy. But Letts (who also wrote the screenplay) and director John Wells (primarily known for his television work) struggle to overcome a couple of core problems right from the opening scene.

The film focuses on the Weston family, a deeply dysfunctional brood who avoid seeing each other most of the time. Two of the daughters (Julia Roberts and Juliette Lewis) fled Oklahoma as soon as they were old enough, but they’re forced to come back home when their sister (Julianne Nicholson) reveals that their kindhearted father (Sam Shepard) has disappeared and she needs help taking care of their toxic mother (Meryl Streep).

So the long-gone women return to their childhood home with their families in tow (including Ewan McGregor as Roberts’ pompous husband, Abigail Breslin as her surly daughter and Dermot Mulroney as Lewis’ slimy fiancé), forced to stay under the same roof with the woman who caused them to leave in the first place. Throw in further drama from visiting relatives (played by Margo Martindale, Chris Cooper and Benedict Cumberbatch) and the house becomes a pressure cooker that’s destined to explode.

Despite the ultra-dark material (missing dad is a raging alcoholic, mom is an unabashed pill-popper, and there are some other disturbing plot twists I don’t want to spoil), the film plays like a foul-mouthed episode of Designing Women. There’s lots of talk about strong women, the men who let them down and the children who don’t appreciate them, which worked like gangbusters for the audience in my screening. (Pretty sure I was about three decades younger than everyone else.)

The biggest problem (which seems like blasphemy to put in writing) is Streep’s performance. She’s considered our greatest living actress for a reason, but here she goes bigger than I’ve ever seen her. Melodramatic is an understatement – her character in a cartoon in human skin. My only guess is that Wells, directing his second feature, was afraid of telling her to take it down a notch. Or 10. Roberts plays her scenes gigantic as well, but it works in her case since she’s doing it in self-defense. She can either match Streep or get chewed up with the rest of the scenery.

My other concern is with the film’s third-act revelation about one of the film’s relationships. It takes the two characters involved from Midwest Gothic cliché to outright offensive stereotype. Again, maybe some context got lost in the adaptation.

Still, more nuanced performances from Nicholson, Martindale, Cooper and Cumberbatch (even though he’s playing a plot development instead of a character) make August: Osage County a decent watch. Just know going in that it’s nowhere close to the tone established by the misleading trailers.

August: Osage County is rated R for language including sexual references, and for drug material.

Grade: B-

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