Movie Review: The Help
First published at blogcritics.org
The Help is a proper film filled with vintage wallpaper of laughter and tears. It has broad appeal for a chick flick. Because these are ladies you can live with beyond the 137 minutes of the film.
Tate Taylor found an unwanted manuscript; an uncut diamond bought the rights, wrote the screenplay and directed The Help. It was a stunning directorial debut. The Help is based on a bestseller by Kathryn Stockett, set in 1962 Jackson, Mississippi about a young white woman who must crack the glass ceiling of racial segregation to write a book about black women who care for white children, cook, clean, scrape and bow before their white employers. Skeeter
gets the idea of writing about the city’s black career maids and housekeepers
from their vantage point; black women inform her novel story.The film stars Emma Stone as Eugenia ‘Skeeter’ Phelan as writer and how she goes about that task.
That goal may sound innocent but in Jim-Crow Mississippi it is against the law. So the women must proceed with caution. Skeeter is the aspiring newbie writer in search of something to write about and a day job. She is also new to how blacks and whites must conduct themselves in polite southern society. The maverick creates her own opportunity when she begins to ask questions about her nanny and maid (Cicely Tyson) who suddenly leaves the household. Her mother is mum on the subject. So Skeeter begins digging into the lives of other black maids she sees. Two maids: Minny Jackson (Octavia Spencer) and Abiliene Clark (Viola Davis) steal the show. They are best friends and leading ladies in this vibrant cast of characters.
One might ask do we really need another blacks-inform-whites about white supremacy as it affects their daily life in the Deep South. It seems so because The Help could help to carve out an inclusive niche for itself as well as future imitation.
There is much to like about The Help, there is also much to laugh out loud about too. This drama drew more laughter from the packed female audience than other films I saw this summer which were billed as comedy. If opening day is any indicator then it bodes well for director Taylor and DreamWorks despite the subject matter of this film.
There is some formula in the writing that involves what else, toilet humor. However, the humor around human bodily function is threaded into the story line which begins with ranting by one of the stanch defenders of white women purity who insists that the families who hire black women maids must also provide a separate toilet for their use only. She is convinced that they are more “disease ridden” and therefore must never use the household toilet. This thread has a companion but it would be a spoiler if I talk about it, however that scary event finds its way into the book Skeeter is writing and creates a handful of funny vignettes for the audience. I have not read the novel but I am confident that this part of the screenplay had to be an integral part of the novel.
While the cheap shots did compromise the film by shoving it into what I call the “playing-it-safe” genre; toilet humor as tried-and-true-laugh tract, a mostly white cast along with a PG-13 ratings will keep this film in theaters longer than most and get it noticed during awards’ season. Critics were fairly kind to this film but I suspect the toilet humor and an unknown director are two factors that probably kept it from garnering higher scores. I enjoyed the film thoroughly and give it solid 4/5 stars.