20 November 2012


First surprise: that Lincoln is not a touch-feely biopic of the much-loved historical icon, and it does not gawk at him with starry-eyed hero-worship, but instead is a rather hard, clear-eyed study of mid-19th Century Realpolitik that has the audacity to depict the most romanticised of all U.S. presidents as - shock and gasp - a human being like other human beings, who could, if he had to, be a sneaky dick in order to get his way. Second surprise: that in making a film about the much-loved historical icon, noted sentimental fool Steven Spielberg would manage to evade each and every single one of the traps into which his filmmaking so readily stumbles, to instead director what is perhaps the most restrained and grown-up movie of his career, and easily the best thing he's made in a decade or longer. The third thing isn't a surprise, though it is gratifying: Daniel Day-Lewis makes a fucking goddamn awesome Abraham Lincoln, not in the "it's a great performance because he resembles a famous person", for although he does, it's also a great performance simply because it's a great performance. If it's not the best acting he's ever done onscreen (though I think it very well might be), it certainly deserves a spot in that conversation.

So, about this Lincoln, then - and that is a bad title, for it promises a much broader, more sweeping narrative of the man's life than we get, which describes only a single month in 1865 (with a few epilogue-like scenes that take us to his assassination in April of that year). This is not a film about a man's life, but about the passage of the 13th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, though even that is overstating it: it's a film about how the bill introducing the amendment, abolishing slavery, which had already passed through the Senate, was driven through the House of Representatives by all means necessary, political, ideological, and financial. We see scene upon scene of Lincoln managing his Cabinet, and especially his Secretary of State, William Seward (David Strathairn); crossing paths with recalcitrant politicians, be they conservative Republican icon Preston Blair (Hal Holbrook), who will only play ball if the President remains open to the possibility of a peace settlement with the Confederate rebels, or be they firebrand radical Republican Congressman Thaddeus Stevens (Tommy Lee Jones), who leads a faction demanding abolition right now, not some vague point in the future; and maintaining a prickly relationship with his wife, Mary (Sally Field), a woman of some emotional fragility who has never quite managed to psychically recover from the death by tuberculosis of the couple's third son, William, three years earlier.

The whole thing is not unlike a costume drama version of The West Wing, in its depiction of the intersection between practical politics, moral ideals, and the personal life of those in power, though if anything, Lincoln is even more absorbed by the process of governing than that show was; Oscarbait for wonks, in effect, and quite a damn fascinating thing it is, in that regard. For try as we might, it's hard not to consign important moments in history to a certain detachment from human reality, and if Lincoln did absolutely nothing else for the good besides strip that degree of saintliness away from its subject, that would still be alone sufficient reason to recommend the film. But that is certainly not the only good the film is up to: in fact, it's quite exciting to watch, and like All the President's Men before it, it's a pretty remarkable nail-biter considering that there probably oughtn't be a single person in the audience who doesn't know precisely how it all plays out.

Credit good storytelling and good filmmaking, for Lincoln has both: the storytelling courtesy of Tony Kushner, who does such a fantastic job of distilling all that American mythology into such a tightly-focused scenario ("based in part", according to an oddly specific screen credit, on historian Doris Kearns Goodwins book Team of Rivals), and using such unnervingly contemporary style to knock the dust of respectability from its characters: in the grand tradition of Deadwood, we have here a movie combining a certain deliberately stilted, declamatory, old-fashioned way of speaking, with a tremendous potty mouth, and while Kushner is obliged to keep within the limits of a PG-13 rating, his Lincoln dialogue is crammed with "goddamns" and "shits" and even a couple of "fucks"; Lincoln at one point lightens the mood in a tense room by telling a filthy joke about Revolutionary War hero Ethan Allen, thus managing to humanise two separate generations of historically ossified icons in one go.

For that is the point, of course: to lend a human element to these events and people, and to turn a very earnest history lesson into a compulsively watchable political procedural about men prone to the same impatience and outbursts and triumphs and sarcastic witticisms that we all are. Kushner's skill is to do all of this while also leaving Lincoln himself a real movie character, with feelings and depth and all. We're a long way from hagiographies like 1930's Abraham Lincoln, or 1940's Abe Lincoln in Illinois, or even something as top-notch as John Ford's Young Mr. Lincoln from 1939; none of that self-conscious myth-making here, just grubby political thrills.

The good filmmaking, of course, is thanks to Spielberg, who long ago had established himself as one of the best mainstream studio filmmakers in the history of the medium; but while Lincoln is plainly the work of an extremely intelligent and gifted director, it is not plainly the work of Spielberg, who clamps down hard on virtually everything that marks out his films, be it gawking shots with misty backlight, or tremulous close-ups with John Williams's score weeping in the background (in fact, Williams's utterly sensible, quietly moving music is almost entirely free of the soaring, borderline-abusive Romanticism that would ordinarily plague a project like this). Only Munich, out of his entire career - the last time he collaborated with Kushner, no less - is similarly denuded of any real sense of the Spielbergian, with the only overt nod to sentiment coming in the very last moments of the film, though it feels earned there and not cloying (and there is, I am aware, a contingent that finds fault with Lincoln's ending, regretting that it actually depicts the night of his assassination; for my tastes, the worse ending would have been to cut away on the portentous shot of Lincoln leaving for Ford's Theater, which would have been too much of a wink to the audience). One need look no farther than 1997's Amistad, the last time Spielberg made a talky 19th Century political drama, to see the huge difference in his approach, and to see how much less effectively this sort of material plays when it's being given the full tearjerker treatment.

Really, the only person involved with Lincoln who seems to want to make the more stridently sentimental version of this movie is Janusz Kaminski, who shoots it like he's hellbent on out-Lubezki-ing Emmanuel Lubezki by shooting all the interiors with period-appropriate lighting, though the effect here is less naturalism, or even poetic realism, than it is a pushy, "look at me and my dusky, filtered shafts of light!" style that is not at all becoming for a talented man for whom I hold great respect.

Otherwise, it's all smart filmmaking, designed to make a hefty if not altogether bloated running time zip by, while getting us as intimately involved with the characters as we possibly can be. And with a uniformly terrific roster of actors filling in even the smallest roles, Lincoln certainly doesn't want for good characters, though despite some amazing turns by several members of the supporting cast - Strathairn and Jones especially - this is still absolutely Daniel Day-Lewis's movie from top to bottom, creating a vision of the president that both destroys and acknowledges the myth of the man - there's more than a little of Henry Fonda's Young Mr. Lincoln performance in here - turning even the most folkloric elements of Lincoln's character, like his tendency to tell folksy put pointed anecdotes in a genial, aw-shucks mode, into the stuff of insightful psychological shading. This is not just Lincoln the Man in place of Lincoln the Myth; it is Lincoln the Man carefully and deliberately cultivating Lincoln the Myth, while it is also a more generalised portrait of the hungry politician doing what he must to accomplish what he wants. It is a devastating characterisation altogether, even more since it finds so much new to say about a figure who has been so thoroughly strip-mined by a century and a half of fuzzy iconography.

Does it have flaws? Sure - Kaminski's cinematography surely isn't an outright merit, and there's a reveal near the end about one of the main characters that plays far too melodramatically for anybody's good. It is great anyway: great as a work of history, great for its dialogue with less historic approaches to the same subject, great because it is so entrenched in the minutiae of 1865 life and politics and yet never for one minute ceases to be a breathtaking entertainment.



Daniel Silberberg said...

I cannot wait to see this goddamn movie.

Jeremy said...

I can't quite get on the "Best Spielberg movie in over a decade", since I'm a pretty damn big fan of Catch Me If You Can, A.I., and Minority Report. But its far and away the best film he's made since Munich back in '05.

I agree with many of your comments, as I often do. DDL pretty much has that third leading acting Oscar locked up. Wonderful, polished Tony Kushner dialog coming out the mouths of a lot of really talented people. It's a long film, of mostly old white guys talking politics, but it's riveting entertainment, free of the kind of Spielbergian sentiment that first trailer showed. John Williams hasn't been this quiet since Memoirs of a Geisha. A few things that bugged me...

Still don't like that ending. Personally, I would have liked if they cut it on Tommy Lee Jones face(try not to spoil, anyone who seen the film knows what I'm talking about). Like you said, the film isn't so much about Lincoln as it is about the 13th Amendment. That's the entire conflict of the movie. So when that's resolved with a tense and satisfying climax...the film just kinda keeps going, coasting on fumes, and that ending that tells you, yes this is indeed a Spielberg movie. It's like a political procedural that suddenly turns into a biopic at the last minute, all the energy is gone.

And I don't like how there wasn't any important black faces fighting against slavery. I just think that was a missed opportunity to have them all on the sidelines why the Great White Man saves them. Would've been cool to see Fredrick Douglas, who had an interesting relationship with Abe.

Finally, I was never convinced by any of the domestic drama between Lincoln and his family. I always felt those was the least interesting scenes in the film, even though they do show more of Lincoln's humanity and a side away from all the politics. I get it, but it didn't connect with me.

But whatever, whatever. The strengths definitely outweigh the weaknesses here. It's a great film, best I've seen all year.

TF141Soldier said...

I liked this play, Mrs. Lincoln. I liked it very, very much.

Lincoln's a fantastic movie, and how right you are on the fact that Lincoln is the most romanticized of all Presidents, for he is.

Slash Prower said...

Well, well, looks like someone couldn't handle the scariness of Silent Hill and chose to avoid it.

(I kid)

In all seriousness, though, your review has made me interested in a movie that I previously considered to be one of those tepid, Oscar-sucking movies with a massive confidence about it's own amazing significance as Great Art.

tooticky said...

The last eight minutes or so is "Paul Haggis Presents: THE LIFE AND TIMES OF LINCOLN." But really I'm mostly just wounded by that one dissolve of a flame into Lincoln.

And while I know the cinematography is completely at odds with the whole point of the movie, I will always be rendered weak and impotent before DP work that pretty, cohesive intelligent filmmaking be damned.

tooticky said...

also it was a little too "aha equality at last, everybody feel good about yourselves!" for my tastes.

hayley said...

The Thaddeus Stevens (Tommy Lee Jones) storyline stole the show. The scene of the morning of the vote, where he trundles his way to his seat at first morning light, so early even the servants haven't come in to prep the chamber yet, and there sits there to wait to pass something to which he has worked his entire life for and believes in passionately...

That part hit me really hard.

Tim said...

Daniel- It is worth the wait.

Jeremy- Ah, well, "best in a decade or longer" cunningly permitted me to account for the 11-year-old A.I., which I also prefer to Lincoln. Through the 2002 & 2005 films are all bunched right up in there.

You raise some good points about the film's weaknesses; I'd have loved at least one important black character besides Soldier Who Recites Gettysburg Address, but I feel like it would have been awfully hard to fit in the story Kushner was telling.

TT141- To such a degree, I'm not even sure who the runner-up for Most Romanticised would be. Kennedy, probably.

Slash- Yeah... I just couldn't get it put together. And I didn't feel like I was missing much.

But Lincoln is DEFINITELY not the film you were afraid of, because that's the film I was afraid of too.

tooticky- Aww, Haggis is harsh. Though I agree, that flame dissolve is corny.

Completely agree that it was pretty, but too much of it was Kaminski autopilot for my tastes.

Hayley- That was a great scene, wasn't it? Even having heard he was a Best in Show candidate, I was stunned by how consistently great Jones was.

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Slash Prower said...

Aw, that's a shame- although I'm not sure someone unfamiliar with the games would have enjoyed it nearly as much as I did. Since you skipped that bad movie, you owe it to yourself to catch Branded when it comes out on DVD. I can best compare it to an Ed Wood film with enough of a budget for awful CGI effects and the ability to hire Max von Sydow to phone it in.

I'll go see Lincoln as soon as I can scrounge up the money. College has a way of sucking my wages up.

DeeperUnderstanding said...

I have so much respect for Daniel Day-Lewis and his crazy method actor tricks... Seeing a performance like this you realize, for truly great actors, how little of the work is done while the cameras are rolling and how much is done in the weeks and months of preparation beforehand. I bet they could've rolled the camera for hours on his Lincoln and not captured a false note!

javi75 said...

I re-read your review before writing any comments, and:

For that is the point, of course: to lend a human element to these events and people, and to turn a very earnest history lesson into a compulsively watchable political procedural about men prone to the same impatience and outbursts and triumphs and sarcastic witticisms that we all are. Kushner's skill is to do all of this while also leaving Lincoln himself a real movie character, with feelings and depth and all.

I was wondering what the point of the movie was, frankly, so thanks. I was thinking: "it's good to be pragmatic in politics"? "the end justifies the means"? "Lincoln worship"? I didn't like any, for different reasons. I think the fact that I was pondering them shows that the movie didn't come through for me (I'm too dumb, I guess) in the ways you describe in that paragraph.
It worked just well enough as a political prodecural (not denying the craft in this) but I could never shook the feeling I was watching a history lesson with no other purpose but dissemination (Lincoln never quite making it to "real movie character" for me).
The one big "Lincoln & wife" scene felt like "hey guys, we have one scene to account for his personal life, so let's cram all we can into it".
Also, I didn't like the comic relief. The occasional humorous moments felt so obviously planted to ease all the tension and seriousness that they just reminded me I was watching a movie. I guess the real problem is that I didn'f find most of them funny.