Look, it's "Upstairs Downstairs" with a murder mystery lobbed into the
middle, as directed by the inimitable Robert Altman. In the consistently
enjoyable "Gosford Park," the air is full of overlapping dialogue as
cameras glide between the upper class and those who serve them. The huge
cast features a who's who of outstanding British actors along with a few
notable American ones. Kristen Scott Thomas, Emily Watson, Helen Mirren,
Alan Bates, Stephen Fry, Derek Jacobi, Jeremy Northam, Clive Owen,
Richard E. Grant and Bob Balaban star, with veterans like Maggie Smith
and newcomers like Ryan Phillippe (yes, that little twerp from the teen
movies) stealing scenes. What a treat it is to peep in on these clever,
nasty people and their scandalous goings on.
Set in November 1932, the tale takes place at Gosford Park, the
sprawling country estate of Sir William McCordle (Michael Gambon) and
his wife, Lady Sylvia (Thomas), as a group of friends and acquaintances
arrive for a shooting party. While the guests settle in to their
luxurious upper floor rooms, their maids and valets join the already
large service staff below-stairs. Over the course of the weekend, deals
will be proposed, trysts will occur, gossip will flow freely and someone
will be murdered. Twice.
Mind you, the murder isn't the core of the story. As with David Lynch's
"Twin Peaks," it serves primarily as an excuse to keep the players
together and permit us to extend our visit. In fact, the crime doesn't
even occur until the second half of the film, allowing the introduction
of two more engaging characters to the roster and setting several actors
up for some dandy cathartic speeches in the closing moments of the
production.
If you're concerned that keeping track of so many characters will be
difficult, let me assure you that it is, but so what? "Gosford Park" was
made for repeated viewings. On your initial visit, just settle back and
let all the conversations flow over you. You'll miss a lot, but pick up
on enough to have a fine time. Each subsequent viewing offers more
treats as the names and relationships begin to stick. I've watched the
film four times and enjoyed it a bit more with each screening.
As you're sorting out the plots, don't neglect the film's other
pleasures. When he's on his game ("M*A*S*H," "Nashville," "The Player,"
"Cookie's Fortune"), Robert Altman handles mega-ensemble pieces better
than just about anyone and the 77-year-old filmmaker is certainly on his
game with this work. Kristen Scott Thomas stated, "The way we worked
here was very different from many other films where you prepare and you
know exactly what you're going to do. We didn't rehearse, we just all
turned up! Robert described it like throwing pearls on a parquet floor -
we would see who was going to bump into whom and how it would all fit
together."
Altman kept the spontaneous feel by having cinematographer Andrew Dunn
use two cameras to simultaneously track around different sections of the
action. It helped the secondary actors in any given scene remain in
character because they never knew for sure whether or not one of the
cameras was recording their movement.
Along with the many engaging character studies, the film presents a
fascinating portrait of the class system, with emphasis on the customs
independently devised by the servants. "Below stairs, there are almost
more layers of hierarchy than above stairs," Altman noted in the press
kit. For below-stairs meals, seating assignments are as rigid with the
servants as with their employers. And then there is the matter of
renaming. Below-stairs visitors are referred to by the names of their
employers. For example, houseguest Morris Weissman's valet Henry Denton
is addressed by the Gosford Park staff as Mr. Weissman for the duration
of his stay.
While the screenplay offers such sociological nuggets, pure
entertainment remains its focus. Every actor seems perfect for his or
her role and each player gets time in the spotlight, though a few cast
members stand out. My favorite was Maggie Smith as Constance, Countess
of Trentham, and Lady Sylvia's aunt. Regardless of the situation,
Constance is always ready with a condescending glance and a withering
remark. While other visitor fawn over fellow guest, British matinee idol
Ivor Norvello (Jeremy Northam, playing a real film star from the '30s),
Constance turns to him and coolly says, "How much longer will you go on
making films? It must be hard when you don't know when to throw in the
towel." The poison-tongued woman turns into something altogether
different when it comes to meals, however. Merely contemplating
breakfast, she goes "Oooh, yum yum!" while clapping her hands together
like a child.
Hers is but one of many delightful performances in Robert Altman's
unpretentious look at pretentiousness. While "Gosford Park" has tender,
telling and tragic moments, the film is memorable for not trying to be
"important." Don't worry about all the names and titles, just sit back
and have fun.
Copyright © 2002 Edward Johnson-Ott