Review of The Royal Tenenbaums (2001) by Paloma S — 12 Apr 2011

After gaining attention with his quirky early films BOTTLE ROCKET and RUSHMORE, writer and director Wes Anderson was able to bring together a wide Hollywood cast for his ambitious 2001 effort THE ROYAL TENENBAUMS. As the movie opens, we are shown the rise of the three children of the Tanenbaum family, prodigies who excel in business, sports and literature respectively. The upbringing of these little geniuses is left to their mother Etheline (Angelica Huston) after their father Royal (Gene Hackman) leaves the family. We flashforward to the present day, where the family has fallen from glory. Chas Tennenbaum (Ben Stiller) is too crushed by the death of his wife to focus on business, Margot (Gwenyth Paltrow) hasn't written a play in years and sulks most of the day in the bathtub, and Richie (Luke Wilson) retired from tennis after mysterious blowing his last game. It is at this time that their father returns, and the reconciliation between the family members is the story of the film.

Wes Anderson retains his quirky sense of humour here. Though ostensibly set in the present day, the lives of the characters occasionally seem bound in traditions of a century ago, as when Royal has an Indian servant, and one of Etheline's suitors is a polar explorer, and this gives a certain charm to the picture. Another amusing Anderson touch is the sheer detail of the sets, with background items like newspaper clippings, portraits and bookshelf contents providing a feeling that these characters are fully formed and have a past. I think that the best part of the film may in fact be the supporting cast. Bill Murray, who plays Margot's husband, was to go on to play this type of jaded, unhappy middle-aged man in several films until it just stopped being fun anymore, but this early go at it is quite entertaining. Owen Wilson's character Eli Cash is hilarious, an author of Western novels who gets so caught up in the mythology of the Old West that he starts taking mescaline and descends into drug addiction. In some respects, Cash is similar to Wilson's character Hansel in ZOOLANDER of the same year.

Unfortunately, I think the film is flawed. Anderson has certainly learnt much from earlier film-makers, especially the great European auteurs of the 1950s and 1960s, but there's too often a sense that the film is imitation instead of original insight. This sense of discomfort only increases on re-watching the film. I also find the soundtrack extremely incongruent with the rest of the production. While entertaining, and even memorable in several respects, THE ROYAL TENENBAUMS leaves me with mixed feelings.