GAY PEOPLE'S CHRONICLE November 2, 2007

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On the fast track to nowhere

India provides a lush backdrop for three brothers to reconnect

by Kalzaad Kotwal

Scott Rudin has had a very interesting and prolific career as a Hollywood producer. One of the town's few openly gay producers, Rudin's works have straddled the spectrum from mainstream heavy-hitters like Rules of Engagement and The Village to more intimate art house hits like Closer and Iris.

He has also been an avid producer of filmsabout queer folk and by gay writers and directors: The Hours, based on Michael Cunningham's novel and directed by Stephen Daldry, or last year's Notes on a Scandal with Judy Dench and Cate Blanchett caught up in a lesbian Fatal Attraction. Rudin is also producing Jack and Diane (set to be released in 2008), another lesbian tale of difficult love.

Rudin has also produced almost all of the films of Wes Anderson, one of America's most inventive and talented directors working today. The two have partnered on the zany The Royal Tenenbaums and the equally quirky The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou.

Now they have reunited for the moving and intelligently funny The Darjeeling Limited. Here, three brothers who have drifted apart after their father's death meet up in

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THE END O R.KIRBY'

HAT WAS A NICE VISIT WITH OL BRENDAN. I HOPE HIS BIG DATE WITH J. T. GOES GOOD TONIGHT......

India to go on a spiritual quest where they hope to find the bonds of fraternal love and respect again.

Francis (Owen Wilson) has just survived a bad automobile accident and shows up in India with a bandaged head hiding terrible scars and bloody wounds.

The internal scars are even more profound. Peter (Adrien Brody) is about to become a father and has come to India without telling his wife where he is. Still reeling from the loss of his father, his own fatherhood seems daunting and impossible.

Jack (Jason Schwartzman) has been hiding in Paris for a year, living at the swanky Hotel Chevalier, running from his familial stress and the deep loss of the breakup with his bohemian girlfriend (Natalie Portman).

When they board the Darjeeling Limited, a train which will take them everywhere and nowhere all at once, the three brothers are weighed down, weary and worried about just about everything in life.

Self-absorbed, exceptionally affluent New York elites, these siblings cannot see beyond their own needs, their myopic gripes and grumblings. Their trip is about to be derailed and they are about to abandon their quest for enlightenment and togetherness when a tragedy in a small village opens their eyes to the vastly different universes that

I NEVER THOUGHT THE TWO OF US COULD EVER BE FRIENDS. I NEVER THOUGHT A LOT OF THINGS, I GUESS... I THINK MAYBE J.T. AND I OUGHT TO HAVE US A GOOD TALK SOMETIME SOON TOO HE AND MA ARE MY ONLY BLOOD RELATIVES, AFTER ALL

exist beyond their own private, selfish worlds.

Anderson's films have always' examined the American family, often privileged ones, in unique and enlightening ways. Anderson's tales are flooded with flawed humanity, and in The Darjeeling Limited, he takes this examination to dizzying heights. He builds the tale with a slow pulsating tension and emotional resonances that hit like a sledgehammer by film's end.

Brotherhood has rarely been examined with such simplicity and such humanity in contemporary cinema.

The three main performances by Brody, Wilson and Scwartzman are pitch perfect, each bringing their own humor and honesty to their roles.

Wilson, who has just survived a suicide attempt in real life, resonates a cosmic sadness masked by surface brio during every scene. The fact that his character's wounds may be from a suicide masked as an accident raises the stakes of his role and that of the film as well.

Brody, who has made many acting missteps (King Kong, The Village) since his Oscar win for Roman Polanski's The Pianist, is back in top form here. He brings earnestness to the role that is endearing. Continued on page 10

By Robert Kirby

I'M THINKING CAL IS GONE FOR GooD, JUST LIKE THAT. IT STILL HURTS, ALL THE SHOULDA, WOULDA, COULDAS.

SOMETIMES IT SEEMS LIKE I ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO LOSE SOMETHING IN ORDER TO GAIN SOMETHING. I HADDA LOSE CAL TO FINALLY FIGURE OUT I REALLY LOVED HIM, JUST LIKE I HADDA LOSE MY LEFT EYE TO CEVENTUALLY) BE ABLE TO SEE CERTAIN THINGS THE GOOD THINGS THAT WERE RIGHT UNDER MY BIG FAT NOSE, ALL ALONG.

LIKE MA AND J. T., FOR STARTERS. EVEN BREN. I GOT THEM, I GOT OTHER GOOD STUFF GOING FOR ME TOO, AND I'M GONNA TRY TRY TRY TO HOLD ON TO THEM FROM NOWON, SWEAR.

T THE END OF HIS KISS OFF LETTER TO ME, CAL TOLD ME TO MAKE A WISH. MY WISH NOW IS THAT I CAN KEEP MY PROMISE TO MYSELF. I FIGURE BE REALISTIC, BUT WE'LL JUST HAVE TO WAIT AND SEE.

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2006.Ro KIRBY

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