In my opinion, writer-director Noah Baumbach’s feature directorial debut, The Squid and the Whale, was the best movie that came out in 2005, so not surprisingly, his follow-up, Margot at the Wedding, pales next to his last movie and is a somewhat of a disappointment.
Margot (played by Nicole Kidman) is a successful writer living in New York City. Her estranged sister Pauline (played by Jennifer Jason Leigh) is getting married to an out-of-work painter Malcolm (played by Jack Black) in the Hamptons. Margot and her son Claude decide to attend their wedding and hence set off a storm that threatens relationships and reveals family secrets.
In The Squid and the Whale, Baumbach brilliantly explores parent-children relationship, exposes hypocrisy of East Coast (especially New York City) intelligentsia while reflecting the ambience and culture of the 80s. In that movie, the most unforgettable character is Jeff Daniels’ dad, a selfish, shameless, annoying pseudo-intellectual. In Margot at the Wedding, Kidman’s Margot is the female equivalent of Daniels’ Bernard. She even exhibits the same ultra-competitiveness that makes Bernard so annoying. Baumbach’s dialogue is still sharp, witty and full of idioms spoken by East Coast intelligentsia, but Margot is simply not fresh and original any more. We have seen it and heard it before.
Margot at the Wedding is in the same vein of dark comedy that defines The Squid and the Whale, and just like The Squid, the subject matter is sometimes painful to watch. Baumbach seems to treat his film like the lounge chair in a psychiatrist’s office and uses it as his psychotherapy for his painful childhood. Akin to Jesse Eisenberg’s character in the earlier film, Claude is the collateral damage in this movie. The New York elite class may not physically torture their children, but the mental abuse they inflict on the kids may be far more damaging to their soul.
Baumbach does have a unique sense of humor. In the beginning shot of the movie, Claude comes back to his mom after wandering around in the train, but he ends up sitting next to a wrong person. When the woman looks up, she is a dead ringer of Virginia Woolf played by Kidman in The Hours. The woman’s nose is almost identical to the famous fake nose that Kidman wore in that movie.
In Margot at the Wedding, I can sense that Baumbach wants to branch out of his last movie. The result is mixed and confusing. For example, Pauline’s Hampton neighbor is a redneck family, very much like the Leatherface household in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Baumbach even puts in a few seemingly horror moments about the family into the movie. I don’t quite see the connection of that family with the central story. The style is also quite out of sync with the rest of the movie.
Jack Black’s appearance in the movie is also a detriment to Baumbach production. Although Black is much more restrained here than in most of his other movies, he is still way too loud and animated for this movie. Baumbach’s humor requires more subtle deliverance than Black can muster. In The Squid and the Whale, feelings are always boiling underneath the surface; in Margot, we hear many shouting matches among characters. Unfortunately a film that shouts the loudest tends not to affect people the deepest. Margot proves that case.
Margot is not a sequel to The Squid and the Whale, but it is almost impossible to think it otherwise. It has a similar subject matter and the same visual style. Once again, Baumbach has some very telling mirror shots. When Margot and Claude get ready in the bathroom, their faces are caught in multiple panes of mirror on the wall. It reveals their complex codependent relationship. The two movies even boast almost identical atmosphere. If we had not seen Margot with a cell phone early in the movie, we could have thought this story also happened in the 80s because it still have that 80s vibe.
Kidman deglamourized herself in this movie. In this movie she proves that she can play a cold-hearted, manipulative yet vulnerable bitch. However, Daniels’ Bernard is cut to the bone and Kidman’s Margot doesn’t create the same chilling effect.
The ending of The Squid and the Whale implies some hope for Jesse Eisenberg’s son, but in Margot the ending is more ambiguous and bleak.
The Squid and the Whale was mainly based on Baumbach’s own childhood experience and I wonder if Margot is a composite character of any female members in his family. With these two movies out there, it sure makes an uncomfortable Baumbach family gathering at holiday time.