"The Company" was a personal project for Neve Campbell for years. An ex-dancer, she is its producer, writer and star. But the film is not called "The Dancer", so her character is little more a cog in the machinery of The Joffrey Ballet of Chicago, where she is a featured dancer.
Given that Robert Altman directs, we should not feel surprised that this drama has little of the usual dramatic story arc. Instead, like many Altman projects ("Nashville", e.g.) it feels like a slice of life-more documentary than drama.
For fans of ballet, it offers plenty of performance footage and numerous scenes of backstage happenings, if not backstage drama. Campbell picks up a boyfriend (Dave Franco) along the way, but the relationship feels no more important that her constant battle with sore feet. This is cinema verite and those who want the (literally) painful truth about the rigors and rewards of dance will find this film committed to honesty. Or, at least, Neve Campbell's honesty. Despite the prices she has paid for being a dancer, she still loves it.
If you want the traditional story arc, see "Center Stage". Instead of rigors and rewards, it offers heartaches and triumphs. "The Company" offers some of that--the scene where a dancer snaps her Achilles tendon is, for me, heart-rending. But the film does not allow that tragedy to remain personal; in the life of the company, the show goes on with little more than a hiccup.
Malcolm McDowell is the imperious and impervious director of the company. He plays the part with the traits necessary for his position. He wheedles, he schmoozes, he lays down the law, his law.
Much has been written about the use of "My Funny Valentine" as a musical theme. It does feel overused, and the many versions of it unnecessarily draw the viewer's attention. See "Sharkey's Machine" for a better use of the song.
I am glad I saw this film, but honestly, at twenty-two minutes in, I realized I had seen it before. I had forgotten the film entirely. This is not to say that it is not worth remembering, just that our lives are filled with many significant days, and the slice-of-life offered by this film is one of them, even with its beautiful moments and the inclusion of Neve Campbell's incandescent intensity.
Given that Robert Altman directs, we should not feel surprised that this drama has little of the usual dramatic story arc. Instead, like many Altman projects ("Nashville", e.g.) it feels like a slice of life-more documentary than drama.
For fans of ballet, it offers plenty of performance footage and numerous scenes of backstage happenings, if not backstage drama. Campbell picks up a boyfriend (Dave Franco) along the way, but the relationship feels no more important that her constant battle with sore feet. This is cinema verite and those who want the (literally) painful truth about the rigors and rewards of dance will find this film committed to honesty. Or, at least, Neve Campbell's honesty. Despite the prices she has paid for being a dancer, she still loves it.
If you want the traditional story arc, see "Center Stage". Instead of rigors and rewards, it offers heartaches and triumphs. "The Company" offers some of that--the scene where a dancer snaps her Achilles tendon is, for me, heart-rending. But the film does not allow that tragedy to remain personal; in the life of the company, the show goes on with little more than a hiccup.
Malcolm McDowell is the imperious and impervious director of the company. He plays the part with the traits necessary for his position. He wheedles, he schmoozes, he lays down the law, his law.
Much has been written about the use of "My Funny Valentine" as a musical theme. It does feel overused, and the many versions of it unnecessarily draw the viewer's attention. See "Sharkey's Machine" for a better use of the song.
I am glad I saw this film, but honestly, at twenty-two minutes in, I realized I had seen it before. I had forgotten the film entirely. This is not to say that it is not worth remembering, just that our lives are filled with many significant days, and the slice-of-life offered by this film is one of them, even with its beautiful moments and the inclusion of Neve Campbell's incandescent intensity.