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Sob-Porn Aspirations

Winslet and Brolin must not have known 
what film they signed up for

Paramount Pictures
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Starring: Kate Winslet and Josh Brolin

Directed by: Jason Reitman

Stars: 1 1/2 Stars out of 4

Rating: Rating PG-13

It's not easy for a movie to be simultaneously florid and flavorless, but Jason Reitman's Labor Day succeeds at both.

Based on Joyce Maynard's 2009 novel, it stars Kate Winslet as Adele, a depressed single mother, nominally raising her soulfully earnest teenage son Henry (newcomer Gattlin Griffith), who may or may not realize the Freudian implications of giving his mum a coupon book titled "Husband for a Day." Coupled with adult Henry's narrating (courtesy Tobey Maguire) — "I sensed my inadequacy" — you can be forgiven for laughing out loud.

On a rare trip into town, Adele and Henry are taken hostage by Frank Chambers (Josh Brolin), an escaped killer with a gut wound. He forces them to take him to their New England home, where he quickly changes his mind about holding them captive. Instead, this saintliest of kidnappers does a few home repairs, changes Adele's oil (literally, then later, euphemistically), teaches Henry to play catch and, in its groan-worthiest of scenes, bakes a helluva a peach pie. But not before inviting his insta-family to put their hands into the bowl to mix 
the filling.

Reitman's cinematographer Eric Steelberg shoots every scene in sensual, sun-dappled yellows and oranges, turning a movie set in 1987 into a Rockwellian homage to the 1940s. But Labor Day never rises above its Lifetime Network sob-porn aspirations, which makes the first-rate cast's involvement all the more perplexing. It's hard to imagine what kind of movie they thought they were signing up for. Certainly, not the acid-tinged sentimentalism that Reitman brought to Thank You for Smoking, Young Adult or Up In the Air.

Brolin tries to give his chivalrous fugitive an underlying sense of menace, but the film squashes that vibe in favor of cuddly manliness. Winslet seems one lip-twitch away from a complete nervous breakdown, and Rolfe Kent's surging score underlines all of their emotions — in case you're unsure of how you should feel about any given scene. Only Griffith impresses, offering an authentically awkward adolescent struggling to understand the world around him.

Worse, Labor Day indulges in that most hackneyed of ploys — withholding important information about a character's history for no other reason than to reveal it in the final act. Flashbacks of Frank's past are strategically dispersed along the way in order to exonerate him just in time for the climax.

And what the film ultimately has to say about the fairer sex — they're either conniving and manipulative or weak and needy — is quite lamentable. This is a surprise, considering Reitman's past work has embraced prickly, independent-minded women. Why he would jettison that track record in favor of such maudlin claptrap 
is a mystery.

With its well-tended themes of romantic reawakening and familial longing, Labor Day is certainly watchable, and its last half-hour has a few affecting moments, but without the barest hint of irony, the entire enterprise amounts to a whole lot of misguided hooey. If you're looking for a good romantic drama, why not revisit The Bridges of Madison County instead? o

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