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Labor Day

Jason Reitman applies his trademarks to a new forum with an almost persistent, provocative sense of difference.
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A sharp change of pace – and mood, and style – defines Jason Reitman’s fifth film, Labor Day. Where Thank You For Smoking, Juno, Up in the Air and Young Adult trumpet their flirtations with the dark and daring, and champion their impudence and irreverence, Labor Day vibrates at a slower, quieter tenor. Here, the writer/director dwells in empathy, not audacity. Emotions are grand, gradual and graceful; scenes are slow, sleepy and simmering. There’s nary a witty barb or caustic exchange evident.

Yet this is the still the same Reitman who possesses the knack for turning the unlikeable into the accessible – the same helmer who cultivates stellar performances from his previous four lead actors. Adapting Joyce Maynard’s 2009 novel of the same name, Reitman applies his trademarks to a new forum with an almost persistent, provocative sense of difference. In a coming-of-age tale of the lonely and the lambasted, the comedic becomes the romantic. Cultural references morph into period insularity, but his keen eye for the struggling and striving remains.

The American holiday which aspires to celebrate the efforts of workers – and signal the end of the portion of the calendar in which wearing white is allowable – provides the film’s temporal setting as well as its title. The year is 1987, and the Wheeler family is fragmented. Adele (Kate Winslet, Contagion) is crippled by the heartbreak that sees her husband (Clark Gregg, Much Ado About Nothing) leave for a new life and wife, while 13-year-old Henry (Gattlin Griffin, Green Lantern) can only watch on. During a rare trip out of the house, Adele and Henry stray into the path of Frank (Josh Brolin, Old Boy), an escaped prisoner on the run. Frank muscles his way into a place to hide, but soon finds himself a not-so-unwelcome guest as his hosts’ initial reluctance turns into something more.

At its core, Labor Day offers a straightforward narrative steeped in the transformation of three characters: the journey from aggrieved to accepting, from sheltered to strong, and from persecuted to purposeful. The machinations are easy, the essaying of desire always apparent, and the execution masterful; for all its obviousness, pulp leanings and maudlin tendencies, the sentiment and sensitivity is palpable. Some scenes – the steamy making of a peach pie, for example – bubble on too long, yet they also underscore an environment ripe with fantasy and abundant with mess and chaos. Though the details verge upon boilerplate, the drama teems with nuance; characters may be archetypes, but their interactions are disarming and delicate.

Credit, of course, goes to the talented cast as much as the expectation-breaking filmmaker: the former committed and convincing, the latter using every aesthetic touch to further nurture the feature’s emotional atmosphere. Winslet plays fracture with aplomb; however, it is Brolin who best impresses, perfecting the line between threat and saviour. Under Reitman’s guidance, Eric Steelberg’s (Going the Distance) sashaying camera movements and Rolfe Kent’s (Mr. Popper’s Penguins) tense but tender score not only conjure an imaginary world but also earn an expressive response. The end result can be easily dismissed as heartfelt histrionics, yet it never fails to ring true. In straying from the helmer’s type and staying simple, Labor Day turns the bittersweet into glimpses of blossoming beauty.

Rating: 3 stars out of 5

Labor Day

Director: Jason Reitman
USA, 2013, 111 mins

Release date: February 6
Distributor:  Paramount
Rated: M

 

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Sarah Ward
About the Author
Sarah Ward is a freelance film critic, arts and culture writer, and film festival organiser. She is the Australia-based critic for Screen International, a film reviewer and writer for ArtsHub, the weekend editor and a senior writer for Concrete Playground, a writer for the Goethe-Institut Australien’s Kino in Oz, and a contributor to SBS, SBS Movies and Flicks Australia. Her work has been published by the Australian Centre for the Moving Image, Junkee, FilmInk, Birth.Movies.Death, Lumina, Senses of Cinema, Broadsheet, Televised Revolution, Metro Magazine, Screen Education and the World Film Locations book series. She is also the editor of Trespass Magazine, a film and TV critic for ABC radio Brisbane, Gold Coast and Sunshine Coast, and has worked with the Brisbane International Film Festival, Queensland Film Festival, Sydney Underground Film Festival and Melbourne International Film Festival. Follow her on Twitter: @swardplay