“ THE TENDER BAR” My rating: B (Amazon Prime)
106 minutes | MPAA rating: R
Will the real Ben Affleck please stand up?
I cannot think of another major actor — okay…Nicolas Cage — whose public persona ranges so widely between genius and ass-hat smirk monkey.
One cannot dismiss successes like Affleck’s Oscar-winning “Argo”; at the same time the man’s personal and romantic ups and downs are a publicist’s nightmare and a constant inspiration for late-night talk-show monologues.
I’m happy to report that Affleck gives one of his best performances — hell, one of the best performances of the year — in “The Tender Bar,” George Clooney’s knowing adaptation of J.R. Moehringer’s coming-of-age memoir.
Affleck is essentially a supporting player here but his work is so subtle, insightful and charismatic that all the tabloid baggage falls away and we are left in the thrall of an actor connecting perfectly with his character.
The rest of the film is no slouchfest, either.
Early on young JR (played to perfection by first-timer Daniel Ranieri) and his mom (Lily Rabe) are forced by economic necessity to return to Mom’s blue-collar home town on Long Island. There they take up residence with crusty Grandpa (Christopher Lloyd), quiet Grandma (Sondra James) and especially JR’s uncle, Charlie (Affleck).
JR is essentially fatherless — his biological sire is a boozing, womanizing, peripatetic radio deejay several years behind on the child support checks. Under the circumstances one understands why the kid gravitates to his effortlessly suave uncle.
Charlie runs a working man’s bar filled with garrulous regulars. Like young JR, Charlie is a huge consumer of good literature. At the same time, he never comes off as effete or uber-intellectual; he’s beloved by his dirt-under-the-nails customers for his arid irony, unforced toughness and down-to-earth humanism.
In effect Charlie and his barflies become JR’s adopted father figures, dispensing whiskey-fueled wisdom and (sometimes intentionally, often not) important life lessons.
The film wafts back and forth between JR’s boyhood and his young adulthood as an Ivy League university student bent on a literary career (he’s played at this age by Tye Sheridan).
We eavesdrop on his doomed love affair with an upper-middle-class fellow student (Briana Middleton); she’s the child of mixed-race parents who clearly think this proletarian yahoo isn’t nearly good enough for their daughter.
We follow him on his first foray into big-city newspapering.
And the film reaches a dramatic crescendo with a rare meeting of JR and his absent father (Max Martini) in which whatever dreams the kid may have of reconnection are dashed once and for all.
“The Tender Bar” is less a film of big dramatic moments than a gently unfolding idyll of self-discovery and familial nurturing. It’s wistful, warm and wise.
Affleck, Ranieri and Sheridan are terrific. Also deserving of special notice is Lloyd, whose scraggly Grandpa turns out to be an incredibly smart guy hiding out in a seedy, grumpy-old-man exterior. You can see where Uncle Charlie got his mojo.
| Robert W. Butler
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