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Inference of the Presence of Desire
by Molly Young
The Age of Innocence
1993, 139 minutes
dir. Martin Scorsese
The Age of Innocence yields all the pleasures of a period piece: shots of gloved hands resting on waxen surfaces, a well-browned duck being expertly carved, a very fat woman in sausage curls. All the pleasures, too, of Daniel Day-Lewis, who wears his character’s fate like a child in a tight suit – miserable but trained not to cry.
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You need to know very little of the plot to enjoy Scorsese’s film.
There is a respectful and passionless marriage between Newland Archer (Daniel Day-Lewis) and May Welland (Winona Ryder). May’s cousin, Ellen Olenska (Michelle Pfeiffer) has spent some time in Europe and returns home at the closure of a crummy marriage to station herself in New York. She is scarred, witty and wise. Newland falls in love with her and she with him, but they prevent themselves from doing anything. That is the outline.
Wharton is subtle, and not subtly at odds with Scorsese, whose métier can be defined as an ability to conjure and explode volatile male drives onscreen.
Wharton’s best characters are delicate, injured conversationalists. Scorsese’s best characters tend to be walking ids: Jake LaMotta, Travis Bickle, Charlie Cappa.
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But the two have something in common, which is an obsessive consideration of American destinies. The basic thesis of Wharton’s novel is that there is nothing sadder than giving up on love. Worse than avoiding it or being denied it is surrendering it yourself. Her characters are constantly doing this, and Wharton’s genius was to propose it as a uniquely American form of tragedy.
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That is a big chunk for Scorsese to bite off. And there’s lots to admire in his film. The olde-tymey New York accents, the swooping parlor shots, the libidos dampened to lowest possible visibility without being extinguished. We infer the presence of desire mostly though a wiggle of Daniel Day-Lewis’ right eyebrow.
Scorsese is surprisingly good at tending an atmosphere of corseted desire. But then most of Wharton’s heroines have a peculiarly masculine quality about them, so maybe it isn’t so far for the director to stretch. A Jane Austen adaptation, on the other hand, would be something to worship.
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INNOCENT NO MORE
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“Roll On” – Sneaker Pimps (mp3)
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