

June 12, 1998
Showings:
June 14 - Colonial Promenade 5, 7pm
A few years earlier, Billy bet on the Bills to win the Superbowl and
lost out big. He couldn't pay his debts, so his bookie made him confess to
a crime he didn't commit, had him spend five years in jail. To explain his
disappearance, he told everyone he knew that he had taken a top-secret job
with the government and would be away for a long while.
Did he fool anyone into believing this story? No. But that didn't
stop him from thinking he had everyone fooled.
Now he's back in town, and ready to reenter his life. Of course, no
one cares: his friends welcome him back with such a blase attitude that
you wonder if they knew he was gone in the first place. And his parents
barely remember him, let alone acknowledge him as their son.
But for some reason, he wants to make a good impression. To do this,
he abducts Layla (Christina Ricci) from a dance studio. He wants her to
act as his loving wife. He wants to take her to his parents's house for
dinner and let her brag to them about what a wonderful man he is. This way
he'll gain their respect. If she doesn't do this, he will kill her.
That's essentially the set up of Buffalo '66, a phenomenal film
filled with real, likable characters, outlandish yet real situations, and a
lot of heart. This is the best movie I have seen so far this year.
The movie follows Billy and Layla as they grow closer and build a
dependency on each other. Meanwhile, Billy learns to let his guard down - he also learns that life goes on without him, and that there is more to it than
appearances and reputations.
One of the film's most interesting facets is the amount of
questions it raises and does not try to answer. For example: after she is
abducted, Layla complies with Billy's wishes without even putting up a
fight. Why, when at his parents' house, does she boast and boast about how
great a husband Billy is? (Of course his parents don't buy it. They've
seen through Billy's disguises for a long time, and besides, they have
their own problems to deal with: Billy's mother [Angelica Huston] absorbs
herself in football like an addict loves a drug, and his father (Ben
Gazzara) acts like he's on a different planet.) Perhaps because she too
senses that Billy's threats are as empty as his lies. Or perhaps she's a
just as much of a loser as Billy and because of that, she bonds instantly
with him. That's my thought at least.
In fact, many things go unexplained in Buffalo '66 -taken for granted, forgotten about, just plain ignored. Normally such
contrivances would bother me in a movie. Here, for some reason, it's all
part of the charm.
Vincent Gallo plays Billy. He also directed, co-wrote the
script, and composed the score for the film. He interjects such energy
and freshness into it, and into Billy Brown himself, that I was
literally captivated from start to finish.
The story follows very much in the spirit of John Cassavettes' films, which seem to have inspired much of it. It moves
unpredictably, uses a great mixture of humor (often slapstick) and drama
(often subtly), and it uses these factors to great emotional effect. These
people are losers, but they are likeable and very, very real, even at their
most absurd.
But what separates this movie from Cassavettes's work is the ingenuity
of the camera work. Frames shorten, stretch, are put into clay-mation-like
slo-mo, placed into complex montages. Shots are angled smartly and set
from unexpected points of view, build an electricity to them that keeps you
glued.
And then there are the supporting performances. Huston and Gazzarra
(a Cassavettes regular) bring a tragic quirkiness to Billy's parents; their
dysfunctionalism seems to be a means of representing their great
disappointment in Billy. And Christina Ricci, best known as Wednesday
Addams from the Addams Family movies, gives Layla a sad seductiveness.
With her droopy eyes and innocent pout, she makes Layla into a mystery that
begs to be solved, into the type of person who wants nothing more than to
be fully understood in a place where no one wants to understand.

Eyal Goldshmid
I am a fiction writer supporting myself as a government clerk for the US
army. Until I can fully live off writing, I plan to milk all the luxury I
can from the American taxpayer.
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