Love is a game, easy to start, hard to finish. a Very Grungy statement. |
Finally I have caught up with all of Cameron Crowe's films. Like his
directorial debut, Say Anything, Singles brings us great music, a cast
of unknowns we all know now, and a story with heart and laughs. Maybe
it just goes to where I am in my life at the moment, but this movie
really resonated with me. The fact that life relies so much on luck,
whether good or bad, to shape our personal relationships, our career,
and our loves is quite prevalent. Sometimes it takes an accident, an
event that you were never looking for, to bring two people together, or
rekindle something that was thought to be lost forever. If only I lived
in Seattle right now and it was the early-90s, I wouldn't mind going
through it all as much as in Buffalo. At least I could go to a club
show and see acts like Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains, Soundgarden, and
Citizen Dick. Now that was a music scene.
Singles is about just that, a group of twenty-somethings going through
that transition after college, beginning careers and looking for
meaningful relationships. Most of the characters live in a small
apartment complex and are very close friends, (I guess you can look
past the fact that the entire five person building consists of that one
age group). There is the rocker working four jobs and not able to see
the perfect girl standing right in front of him (Matt Dillon); the girl
who is working off her loans to go back to school and make something of
her life (beautiful Bridget Fonda); the guy who has found success in work but not
in life finally running into the girl of his dreams in the one place he
never thought he'd find her (Campbell Scott); and that girl, tired of
the games and heartbreak, trying to open herself up to him, someone she
cares for, but is too afraid to risk losing everything again (Kyra
Sedgwick). Each of these actors is fantastic and adds just the right
amount of quirk and individuality to the film. We all know people like
these and I know I started to superimpose myself with my friends into
the story because it has or could happen to us. Sure it is a different
decade and yes the film is dated in that way (garage openers as the new
varsity letter jacket?) but at its core, this could be any year.
Members of Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, Alice In Chains & Cameron Crowe. |
Pearl Ja...I mean Citizen Dick! |
I also really like the direction by Crowe. He is a writer and rock
music fanatic by trade and attempts to infuse a lot of his own
sensibilities to the work. There is a novice quality still at play and
it just makes everything that much more believable and tenuous. Without
the gloss and polish you feel as though it all is transpiring right
before your eyes. Even his use of breaking the fourth wall, for no
apparent reason whatsoever, worked for me. Splitting the film into
vignettes is a nice touch too, but it is the narration straight to the
camera that intrigues. I would love to say a show like "Saved By the
Bell" owes much to this film, but sadly it predates it. So, maybe Crowe
appropriated the gimmick himself, either way it works as a way of
seeing inside the leads and flesh them out a bit more. The payoff of
Scott yelling out the window for Dillon to be quiet as he was talking
is great. He's talking to us as an aside fictionally, but I guess the
guy needs his concentration. I even liked the spotting blatant material
objects for each character, especially books. One is by Lester Bangs,
(a future role infused in Crowe's Almost Famous); Sedgwick, of course,
has Franny & Zooey (a superior novel in my opinion to Catcher in the
Rye as she is looking for her Holden Caufield); and Fonda has Ayn
Rand's The Fountainhead, as should every aspiring architect.
Love in times of Grunge and Videotapes. |
Singles cast. |
And the cameos—how can I not mention the plethora of bit parts, all
priceless in their own way? We have the soundtrack's performers
sprinkled throughout from Dillon's band Citizen Dick consisting of
Pearl Jam's Vedder, Ament, and Gossard to Chris Cornell enjoying
Fonda's car get the bass kicked out of it on the street corner. The
great Bill Pullman as the lost plastic surgeon, overwhelmed by career
success yet unable to have fun; Eric Stoltz as the philosophical mime
that doesn't mind talking; and Jeremy Piven as the loud-mouth fan of
Scott during his DJ-ing days ("who else can mix Elvis Costello with
Public Enemy?") are each a joy. The real knee-slapper, though, is
mister Oscar-nominated actor Paul Giammati with his one lined,
prolonged make-out session in the diner. I was on the floor laughing.
If my mind doesn't play tricks on me, I think this is the complete list of Cameos you can find watching Singles:
- Eddie Vedder, Jeff Ament and Stone Gossard from Pearl Jam
- Chris Cornell and the gang from Soundgarden
- Thomas Doyle singer for TAD ("You got the wrong number, lady, but I'll be right over")
- Pat Nizzio singer for The Smithereens
- Everyone from Alice in Chains
- Jeremy Piven (Ari Gold in Entourage) as the funniest checkout clerk you've ever seen
- Bill Pullman as a nerdy breast implant surgeon
- Paul Giamatti in one of his first speaking roles ever ("What?!!")
- Cameron Crowe's mother
- and none other than director TIM BURTON as Bryan the next Martin Scorcese (pronounced "Score-seeez" haha)
Bridget Fonda, my god, she's beautiful here. |
Jamming. |
So, here's the promotional extended trailer for the now out of print DVD release:
Here you have Nirvana interviewed about the movie:
And Pearl Jam about the movie as well:
These are the only bits of real Grunge you'll be getting from the movie:
To finish I'd say there are no good movies around telling rock and roll history, the good ones are fictional and the real efforts have been major failures.
Look for "Hype" that's a good one about the 90's scene.
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