It's too bad
Dorothy Parker is not around to see this film. She would
certainly find something appropriately acerbic, succinct, and
gleefully cruel to say about all personages involved in the
production of this quasi-biographical train wreck.
Mrs. Parker and the Vicious Circle
purports to examine the life of the famous writer Dorothy Parker
and her fellow literary companions of the Algonquin Round Table.
While Jennifer Jason Leigh does a passable job playing a drunk,
her insufferable accent makes the audience wonder if it was more
than the glasses that kept boys from making passes.
The script for this film has holes that
average-sized children could stick their heads through. Sporadic
jumps in the film's action (from 1920s New York to later dates in
Mrs. Parker's life) represent a film technique with potential
that the director of this piece, Alan Rudolph, wields like a
gorilla with a dental drill.
While the script wins no awards, the
costumes are simply fabulous. Their splendid colors stand out
against the dirty, bustling streets and blend beautifully with
the Hotel Algonquin's restaurant, where the writers speak easy
(and critically).
The beginning of the film is vibrant and
enjoyable as the players fire lines at each other like automatic
rifles; however, the dull pace of the end of the film more than
spoils the exuberance of its outset.
This film fails to show Dorothy Parker
in an appropriate light. She is a sympathetic character for 45
seconds, after which the audience begins screaming at the screen,
pleading with her to get over whatever it is that has her crying
all the time. Her depression and her alcoholism are not portrayed
in a believable way, nor is her fascination with the uptight Mr.
Benchley (Campbell Scott) -- the Ashley Wilkes of her life.
If you want to learn about Dorothy
Parker, read some of her writing. If you want to become
Dorothy Parker, watch this film. It just may send you into a
numbing depression, give you writer's block, and drive you to
drink.