Unlike the rest of today’s crop of Hollywood party girl bimbos, Lindsay Lohan proves once again that she actually has some talent. Why she feels a need to play like she’s a dumb Paris Hilton wannabe is beyond me. If she thinks it’ll help her sell tickets to her movies, then she’s wrong. If it’s just the “crack is whack” getting hold of her, then maybe the one week celebrity revolving door rehab will straighten her out. And girl, eat something!
In Georgia Rule, Lohan is Rachel a spoiled San Francisco, out of control party girl who is forced by her mother Lilly (Felicity Huffman) to spend the summer with her hated strict, Grandmother Georgia (Jane Fonda) in Idaho.
Director Garry Marshall (Pretty Woman, The Princess Diaries) is the king of the simplistic, yet cute chick flicks. In this he tries to tackle several weighty issues – family dysfunction, child molestation, alcoholism, and abandonment. But somehow he manages to do all of this on a superficial level that works.
When Rachel comes to Idaho she immediately turns heads and is noticed by the town’s populace including a group of girls who see Rachel attracting the interest of Harlan (Garrett Hedlund) the local Mormon hottie who has a long time girlfriend and the local Doctor, Simon (Dermot Mulroney).
Lohan’s performance at times comes across as screechy and whiny but then that’s how her character is supposed to be. She manages to make us care about Rachel. It takes a little bit for the film to get to this point but when it does, the journey becomes worth it. It turns from being overbearing to being a sweet and understated. But the girl has got to eat! She’s so thin it looks almost scary, and this is on the big screen.
Everyone else’s performance is pretty one note throughout the film, primarily because there’s not much for anyone to really do, everyone grows a bit throughout the film, but the changes are subtle and none of them really come as a surprise. The ending of the film is a disappointment because leaves a major plot point unresolved and this isn’t the type of film for this type of ending.
You can tell I don’t have much to say about it, it’s a perfectly fine, serviceable film that tries to be meaty, but Garry Marshall just isn’t capable of pulling it off. Instead it becomes sugary sweet, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I walked into Georgia Rule with a lot of trepidation and came out renewed in my faith that maybe Lohan can actually have a career. This movie works because of her.
Final Grade C+
By Michelle Alexandria