Words by JANE CROWTHER
What would happen if The Penguin and Harley Quinn went on a road trip date? Possibly more realistic a proposition than this whimsy from Kogonada which begins with potential but will likely only bring the most gooey romantics along for the whole ride.
Colin Farrell and Margot Robbie star as David and Sarah (don’t worry, you won’t forget their names, they say them to each other in pretty much every sentence), a pair of singletons at a soggy wedding who bristle at the idea of marriage and commitment. They have both arrived in rental cars hired from a quirky outfit run by Kevin Kline and Phoebe Waller-Bridge doing a German accent. In an opener that plays like Charlie Kaufman, David has found his way there to be offered a crappy 90s car with a weird GPS system by a profanity-dropping saleswoman who sits in a warehouse like a soundstage and instead of going through the collision damage waiver, suggests that all of life is a performance.
Certainly, we get performance from the two incredibly charismatic leads as a Burger King meet-cute (seriously, you’ll want a Whopper with cheese) morphs into a phantasmagorical odyssey where the magical GPS (voiced by Jodie Turner-Smith) takes the duo to a series of picturesque doors which open to seminal moments in each of their lives. Moments that might explain why they both struggle to maintain a relationship, why they might desperately need each other. David has issues from a high school romantic wipeout and parental expectations of perfection; Sarah is a ‘quirky girl’ who visits museums at night and didn’t tell Mommy she loved her… Everything is colour coded (him: blue, her: red), pretty, whimsical, lens-flared, rainy.
There are moments of delight: David performing the lead in his high school play on muscle memory, Sarah returning home for teen-years mashed potatoes and Big on the telly. Together, Farrell and Robbie are electric – but trapped in a film that doesn’t know if it wants to be cute or deep, or both. Tonally, it zig-zags, making it hard to get an emotional read on characters who are both intriguingly self-obsessed and drearily idiosyncratic. The takeaways are that love must be entered into, not just fallen into; that Farrell can sell the hell out a musical number, that Robbie once again proves her ability to make fast food romantic and appetising after Birds Of Prey’s perfect egg sandwich.
A sweet film with good intentions and great collaborators. But one that doesn’t ever transcend the page it’s written on.
Words by JANE CROWTHER
Photography courtesy of SONY PICTURES
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