United States of Leland, The (2003)

reviewed by
Jon Popick


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A huge and hugely talented cast is both the drawing card and the saving

grace of The United States of Leland, the latest from Kevin Spacey's Trigger

Street production house. Leland debuted at the 2003 Sundance festival,

which should give you some indication that something ain't right about it,

since we're talking about its release some 14 months later. Matthew Ryan

Hoge's debut isn't bad - it's actually quite entertaining - but in terms of

answering questions about the tragedy it portrays, Leland ranks right up

there with Elephant as being terrifically mute.

Until I settled into Hoge's unusual pace, Leland felt like the second night

of a two-part miniseries. It took me a while to figure out which characters

were connected to one another, as well as which portions were taking place

in present day and which were flashbacks. Once I had my bearings, though,

things got much more interesting.

Brooding Leland P. Fitzgerald (Ryan Gosling, Murder by Numbers), the son of

popular novelist Albert T. Fitzgerald (Spacey, The Life of David Gale),

stabbed to death the autistic younger brother (Michael Welch, Joan of

Arcadia) of Becky Pollard, the junkie who used to be his girlfriend (Jena

Malone, Cold Mountain). That's Leland's flashpoint, which affects just

about every character in the film. Leland lands in juvie. Becky's

bizarrely extended family suffers, obviously, but in less than obvious ways.

There's different suffering for Leland's mom (Lena Olin, Alias), but

basically there's a whole lot of suffering. All over the place. It gets

messy.

If the whole "floating grocery bag" part of American Beauty pissed you off,

then you'd better stay right the hell away from Leland, because it's filled

with the same kind of pretentious stuff, including a voiceover (Gosling)

that alternately made me want to laugh and break out in goosebumps. The

presence of Spacey doesn't help Leland feel like anything other than a weird

Beauty sequel, what with its damning portrayal of suburban life via murder

and flowery speeches delivered by a talented if not eerily similar-looking

cast.

Gosling is the heart of this film, offering him yet another meaty role that

lets him play off of the whole book-cover judgment thing (a la his Jewish

skinhead in The Believer). You've got to hand it to an actor whose

character commits a senseless murder yet is still able to remain as

sympathetic as Gosling's Leland does here. Hoge does well for a first

directorial effort, though I wished his script was as sharp as his eye.

Leland includes a glut of Frank Black music (both solo and with the Pixies),

as well as a couple of Jeremy Enigk numbers.

1:48 - R for language and some drug content

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