It's not just George Bush pere who lacks a firm grip on the vision thing. Fact is,
people who really know what they want out of life are so rare they're often objects
of intense fascination, even obsession for the rest of us. So it is with Bill and
Ed, a pair of thirtyish sad sacks whose loserly existences are knocked off kilter
by the decision of Mexican soap opera queen Olympia to quit acting and train to be
an Olympic javelin-thrower. Ed (Young, previously seen in Hal Hartley's Simple Men
and Amateurs) is Olympia's manager, a surly prick who actually appears to care for
his former meal ticket on some level but who is dumbfounded by her sudden jockish
compulsions. Ed's loss is Bill's gain. A paunchy, unmotivated slob who seems to have
been fired from every job in his drowsy Rio Grande Valley hometown, his world changes
forever when he finds Olympia, exhausted from her illegal border-crossing, hiding
in his car. Despite Olympia's meager English, Bill (Andrews) soon discovers her purpose.
Enthralled by the mysterious siren's gung-ho attitude and total focus, he manages
to insinuate himself into her life -- and bring some purpose to his own -- by serving
as her coach. This is a film with a sneaky, ineffable charm that's tough to describe.
Character-driven in the extreme and shot in a utilitarian, quasi-documentary style,
its story sort of maunders serenely along like a milk cow blocking traffic on a country
road. Funny scenes abound, ranging from Ed's sulfurous rants to zany situational
humor arising from the guys' responses to the truculent, single-minded Olympia (played
with considerable raw charisma by model-turned-actress Nogales). Byington's writing
isn't always inspired, but he has a fine Albert Brooksian flair for multi-layered
comic effect in which absurd settings undermine his characters' overtly serious words
and actions. In the end, however, it's hard to say what all these bright scenes'
cumulative effect was meant to be. Olympia is too ornery and manipulative to be any
kind of feminist heroine, and the obscure origins of her javelin jones make it tough
to fully identify with her. Bill's modest personal growth, affecting though it is,
hardly feels like the point of all that's come before. Honestly, I'd be very surprised
if any profound themes or messages were intended here. Instead, this low-budget charmer
is a classic example of indie film claiming the freedom to simply clear out space
for good writers and actors (Andrews and Young both seem good bets for mainstream
stardom) to develop characters through their own organic sense of story rather than
screenwriting-workshop dogma. Olympia isn't the kind of movie everyone will love.
Some may be actively put off by its slightness and oddly abrupt ending. However,
if you're patient with its shortcomings, it definitely has -- as one of its characters
says of Olympia herself -- "a certain je ne sais whatchamacallit."
--Russell Smith
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