The Duplass Brothers, Jay and Mark, filmmakers at the forefront of the movement thanks to films like The Puffy Chair and Baghead, seemingly sensed the rising tide and have made a play for a longer ride to recognition with Cyrus, which stars the summer’s most unlikely hero, Jonah Hill, already coasting on the comedic wave of Get Him to the Greek, as the titular 22-year-old caught in one of the screen’s most unhealthy mother-son relationships ever — although who could argue with a mother like Marisa Tomei.
Cyrus the movie is, at least initially, not the character’s story but that of John (John C
In Hill and Reilly, the Duplass brothers have two performers easily able to steer this vehicle down the broad commercial box-office highway, but each of them proves to understand that Cyrus has the potential to be much more than either a box-office hit with endless spin-offs or a simple indie treat capable of coasting far below the radar. In their hands, Cyrus blossoms into a gem that captures the desperation of two men imprisoned in their own unique states of arrested development and the women who love them perhaps a bit too dearly.
Yet for as much as this film succeeds thanks to the charmed and fully realized work of Hill and Reilly, it owes huge debts to Tomei and Keener, who provide the anchors these two guys need.
The most significant downside to Cyrus is embodied in the Duplass Brothers’ strict adherence to shooting the movie as if the frame was a moving target or a snippet of conversation they weren’t quite able to hear. Amateurish camera work, of course, is one of the hallmarks of the movement, but film is first and foremost a craft. And with such lovingly detailed efforts from the performers in front of the camera, it sure would be nice if the brothers would follow the example of their characters and take the lead in ushering the movement into a more mature phase. Grade: B-plus
Opens July 9. Check out theaters and show times, see the trailer and get theater details here.