Directed by Chris Columbus. Starring Taye Diggs, Rosario
Dawson, and Jessie L. Martin. Rated PG. Now playing at the
Cinemark Tinseltown, the SilverCity Coquitlam, the Granville 7,
and others
New York City is a lot of things. It's flashy with its
fashionistas, celebrities, and champagne-swilling glitterati.
It's cultured with its artists, writers, musicians, and dancers.
It's colourful with its street performers, drag queens, and
goths. And it's grimy, with its dealers, pimps, and hustlers. New
York is many things, but there's one thing that it's
not-corny.
The Big Apple is infamous for eye-rolling cynicism, which is
why the Broadway musical-turned-movie RENT is so difficult to
digest. Ostensibly a celebration of bohemian life in the famed
city-based on Jonathan Larson's award-winning stage play RENT, a
remake of Puccini's opera La Bohème-the movie comes across as
syrupy and sentimental.
RENT follows a year in the life of eight outcast friends
struggling with poverty, drugs, and illness in the East Village
of New York. Thomas (played by Jessie L. Martin) is an eccentric
professor and HIV patient who falls in love with Angel (Wilson
Jermaine Heredia), a transvestite who believes in the healing
power of the local AIDS support group. Maureen (Idina Menzel) is
a head-tripping performance artist who dumps her adoring
boyfriend for no-nonsense lawyer Joanne (Tracie Thoms). Roger
(Adam Pascal) is a reclusive rock musician mourning the death of
his drug-addicted girlfriend; he can't bring himself to return
the affections of his neighbour Mimi (Rosario Dawson), a junkie
stripper-and ex-girlfriend of Benny (Taye Diggs), the yuppie
landlord who evicts the whole crew on Christmas Day. And Mark
(Anthony Rapp) is an up-and-coming filmmaker, documenting each
and every one of the 525,600 minutes that make up the year.
The emotional thrust of the movie is captured in the film's
theme song, "Seasons of Love", which champions a dare-to-love
philosophy.
Despite an impressive musical score, imaginative
cinematography, and a talented cast, RENT is unforgivably corny.
The film rambles on and on and on and serves up enough
seize-the-day platitudes to last a lifetime. It paints a hopeful
picture of those living with disease, true, but in the process it
opts for tedious pacing and wide-eyed, sappy delivery. A little
harsh? Perhaps, but then so is New York.