Bernie
Directed By:
Richard Linklater
Written By: Skip
Hollandsworth and Richard Linklater
Starring: Jack
Black, Shirley MacLaine, and Matthew McConaughey
Director of Photography: Dick Pope, Editor: Sandra Adair,
Production Designer: Bruce Curtis, Original Music: Graham Reynolds
The
opening scene of Bernie, a not-so-dark
comedy from Richard Linklater about a dark subject, begins with Jack Black as
the titular character giving a lecture. His tone is gentle and warm, his
mannerisms quirky but spirited, and his instructions simple to follow. In fact,
it takes a few seconds before a pull out by the camera reveals Bernie is
standing in front of a dead body, and preparing it for a funeral. Linklater’s
tone is frothy in its lightness; his camera puts the grotesque in close-up, but
often under soft lighting that makes it feel gentle. So what is a gentle man
doing murder for?
And
Bernie is certainly one of the more
heartwarming comedies about a terrible crime, and a true one. Set in the town
of Carthage, Texas (East Texas is quite different from the oil men and weirdos
of the other parts, a local tells us), Linklater spins together documentary and
recreation about one man whose story is too good to not be on film, the type
Hitchcock would have ate up with giddy delight. It’s strange and odd in all the
ways one would never expect, and Black makes us fall in love with his adorable
character, even if he does something very, very wrong.
If
you walk out before the credits of Bernie,
chances are you wouldn’t even think twice about that the interviewees of the
film are actual people, partially because their comments are so odd and
amusing. But these are not just actors standing in for the town of Carthage,
those in the interviews are the real folks that knew Bernie (and many who still
support him). As we learn from these folks, Bernie is possibly the best friend one
could ever have. Charming and always thinking of ways to help those who mourn
at the Carthage funeral home, Bernie is portrayed as a lovely personality that
brings warmth to the community, helping anyone and everyone he can.
Bernie
even goes out of his way to be kind toward a devilish old woman Marjorie
Nugent, played by Shirley MacLaine with dead cold eyes. While Marjorie first
rejects Bernie and his desires to comfort her after losing her husband, she
eventually becomes attached to the charming guy, and the two become life
partners it seems (the townspeople muse on whether there was a sexual element,
or if Bernie’s mannerisms are hiding some closeted tendencies, which leads to a
couple of the film’s more amusing Texasisms).
But
things start to go south between the two, and during a momentary lapse of
reason, Bernie puts four shots of an air gun into Marjorie’s back, and then
heads at great lengths to hide it. Soon enough, Bernie’s at court, defending
himself from a wild and crazy District Attorney played by an electric Matthew McConaughey
(pitch perfect in the role, including an array of oddball moments, including
when he wipes his mouth with his tie).
Bernie, the film, however, isn’t sure
what to make of this strange tale, which is why Linklater often let’s the
townspeople muse instead of the camera. It’s a bit odd to see the documentary
footage mixed in with staged scenes that go beyond the Errol Morris-type we’re
used to, and Linklater makes it all the more confusing by including some of the
film’s actors in these documentary moments. But somehow the film seems to find
a flow on its own. Shot in bright colors, Linklater never makes Bernie truly dark as much as winks at
the more sinister aspects of the story (the film not-so-slyly cuts from the
murder to Bernie performing The Music Man).
He often comes close to ostracizing the town and making it into some sort of
backwards town, but the only crime these people seem to have is that they trust
Bernie, and can’t possibly seem him as a monster. And it helps that Black,
straying away from his often archtype roles as a sloucher, is full of life and
energy throughout the film. Walking on his tiptoes, singing beautifully in the
choir, Black brings life and energy to the role that turns dispells sense that
Bernie could ever be anything but a Southern gentleman. And while the film
remains objective, Black certainly shows his love for this character. There’s
no “Free Bernie” moment at the end of the film, just a sense of, what a strange
tale. Bernie is a Lynchian nightmare
restored into a colorful dream.
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