Review
RADIO
Starring Cuba Gooding Jr., Ed Harris and Debra Winger
Directed by Michael Tollin
Opens Friday, October 24
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If you are expecting a heartwarming tale about a community learning a little something about humanity from a mentally challenged person, Radio wont disappoint.
A beloved small-town football coach (Ed Harris) develops a friendship with Radio (Cuba Gooding Jr.), a lonely man-boy whose solitary ramblings take him past the high school where coach Jones works his magic. After Radio suffers an appalling act of bullying from the players, Jones takes it upon himself to draw Radio into the community through association with the local football and basketball teams and ultimately, the high school. Jones meets Radios hardworking widowed mother, gives Radio a job on the football team and the pair develop a deepening friendship, all at the expense of Joness own family relationships. When Radios mother dies (you know shes a goner when she tells Radio "Ill always be here for you") you expect the rest of the story to fall into place.
But Radio isnt adopted into Joness household, nor does he bring the football team out of its doldrums and lead it to victory in the championships. Radio is a more sophisticated movie than you might expect. Although founded on the same dubious moral and social ground as Forrest Gump, Radio thankfully doesnt indulge in the worst excesses of sentiment associated with this type of Hollywood movie. There are plenty of scenes of back-slapping and hair-ruffling as Radio becomes an indispensable member of the community, but Radios influence on the town is subtle, spreading his own brand of good humour and delight in sports and life in general without the chocolate-box philosophy.
Ed Harris is believable as the man who just wants to do the right thing, although hes not quite sure what that is or where it might lead. Debra Winger as his potentially disgruntled mate, coping with the demands of her husbands coaching job and the needs of his new friend, is sympathetic. In her first scene, heading to bed with a copy of the Feminine Mystique tucked under her arm, she ruefully acknowledges the demands of her husbands job, muttering "Ah, the first Ill be right up of the season." Gooding Jr. is convincing, although its difficult to disregard the star behind the performance.
Radio is a superior moral fable, playing mercilessly on the heartstrings while avoiding the worst elements of multiplex sentimentality. |