Release date: 27th November 2017/Watch the trailer here
If Suburbicon feels like two films rolled into one, that’s because it pretty much is. The film is an amalgamation of an old screenplay written by Joel and Ethan Coen combined with an idea of director George Clooney’s, involving racism in the late 1950s. The result is a story about the Lodge family – father Gardner (Matt Damon), mother Rose and her sister Margaret (both played by Julianne Moore), and son Nicky (Noah Jupe) – whose peaceful life in a seemingly idyllic suburban community is disturbed by a home invasion. It’s essentially Fargo lite, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing – but Clooney’s decision to incorporate his racism subplot (a black family move into the all-white Suburbicon, and the neighbours attempt to drive them out) is unfathomable.
The problem is, this subplot has very little – if anything – to do with the rest of the film. There’s nothing wrong with the concept – and it probably could have worked well had it been fully fleshed out in its own film – but by relegating it to the sidelines as the main plot of Suburbicon plays out, Clooney gets the execution of his own idea entirely wrong. As for the murder-mystery that takes up most of the runtime, there’s an awful lot of murder but very little mystery. We find out what happened early on in the film, and this is never built upon further: nothing is revealed, nothing is developed, no characters we thought were good end up being bad or vice versa. Not every film needs a plot twist, but Suburbicon certainly needed something to make it a little more compelling, because as it is, we’re watching a mildly entertaining story play out in exactly the way we expect it to.
The actors appeared to realise that Suburbicon wasn’t worth the effort, too, and most of them – Damon in particular – phone it in. The only memorable character is insurance agent Bud Cooper (Oscar Isaac), whose scenes are by far the best of the whole film – and, coincidentally, some of the only scenes left unchanged from the Coens’ original script – but Isaac is criminally underused, amounting to little more than ten minutes of screen time.
Isaac’s character is a good example of what’s so frustrating about Suburbicon: there’s a good film buried in there somewhere (possibly even two), but under Clooney’s direction it’s become something of a muddled, unfulfilling mess, with so many different ideas all fighting for attention. With so much talent involved both behind and in front of the camera, Suburbicon had a lot of potential – so it’s almost baffling that in the end, it never amounts to much more than just okay.
★★★