When Dangerous Beauty grows up, it wants to be a Merchant/Ivory film. Too bad puberty
is still such a long way off. Based on Margaret Rosenthal's biography of 16th-century
Venetian courtesan and poetess Veronica Franco, director Herskovitz (thirtysomething)
dives deep into Venice's fabled, watery past and comes up with a gilded trunkload
of hoary romance novel clichés, disastrous casting choices, a coolly calculating
score (by George Fenton), and a sullied thematic logic that's more than simply annoying,
it's insulting to boot. McCormack plays Franco, who is tutored by her mother (Bisset)
in the ways of the courtesan as a means of providing family support. Due to the questionable
nature of the family's means and her lower station in life, she's unable to marry
the man she loves-- the handsome senator Marco Venier (Sewell, of Dark City)-- and
instead spends her time as a sort of kept woman of the Venetian elite. Certainly,
at that time, the only way for a woman to learn of the world, to read books, and
to grow intellectually and artistically according to her inclination was as a courtesan.
(Your average scullery maid was forbidden to even learn how to write her name.) Once
installed in the palaces of the wealthy, Franco quickly becomes everyone's favorite
party girl. More than that, though-- she's learning the secrets of kings, generals,
and bishops, becoming fluent in various languages and the secret machinations of
the 16th-century power structure. Mankind's innate fear of strong, intelligent women
and their sexuality becomes her undoing as first her one true love-- for whom she
would abandon her financially rewarding lifestyle-- goes off to war. Following that,
the Plague descends; then the Inquisition arrives in town to burn assorted witches
and heretics, of which she is considered one. McCormack is lovely to look at; her
face has a ruddy carnality that plays well to the camera, but her Franco is far too
broadly drawn. Her passion for lovemaking is frequently, crudely demonstrated, as
when she deep-throats a banana or leers suggestively; she's a caricature, a cartoon,
Disney gone blue. Sewell is much better suited to the role of impetuous, lovable
rogue (scamp, maverick, scalawag, all of the above) Venier, but Jeannine Dominy's
woefully scatty script plays him the fool (and in quick succession Franco, and then
us). And what in the world is Fred Ward doing here as Marco's wealthy, handicapped
father? Rarely do you come across a more ludicrous casting choice. Worse, Herskovitz
constantly badgers us with emotional signposts and overwhelming, obvious pathos.
Cry here, laugh here, sob here, and so on. Visually, cinematographer Bojan Bazelli
keeps everything in a golden haze; Dangerous Beauty resembles nothing so much as
a Penthouse photo spread. Perhaps not coincidentally, I kept expecting romance novel
posterboy Fabio to appear, but no such luck. "I can't believe it's not butter!" Believe
it pal-- it's cheese. 100% Grade-A American.
1.0 stars Marc Savlov
--Marc Savlov
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