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Edge Of America
was the opening night film at Salt Lake City. So, it had to be a well-intended
piece of mediocrity, right? Wrong.
Chris Eyre
has shown before, with Smoke Signals, that he knows how to mainstream
the Native American experience without being coy or heavy handed. But
his new film, Edge of America is more than a Native American
mainstreaming. It is a classic, corny, fun, joyful piece of pure Americana
that recalls Bend It Like Beckham as much as it does Hoosiers
or One on One or Rocky.
A big part of what
makes Eyre's film work, as with so many films, is casting. His lead,
James McDaniel, who you'll remember from "NYPD Blue,"
is terrific. But the supporting roles are what really blows you away.
He has a team of 10 girls, 6 or so have significant speaking roles.
And as the film progresses, you know these girls and their individual
stories without Eyre ever having to lay on the repetition. And you really
care about them all.
It's all there
the black man who is seen as just another white man, the spiritual grandmother
who doesn't understand, the friendly sidekick coach who has to keep
the coach from losing perspective, the pregnancy, the juvenile delinquent
genius, the angry white man
but somehow it is undeniably charming,
emotional and in the end, joyous.
I'm told that there
are some complications in distributing a film that is made by and for
Showtime that make it less financially attractive, but that's a real
shame. I still have some of the hotter titles to see. But this is a
feel good movie that really reaches beyond its racial core. Of course,
people have failed with movies like this before, selling them as ethnic
films. What was great about Beckham and even the docs that have found
some box office success is that they prove that you can reach beyond.
It takes a special and unique effort and insight, but it can happen.
And I hope someone finds a way to make it happen for Edge of America.
by
David Poland