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Review: Evelyn

The gears of sentimental uplift are effectively oiled in Bruce Beresford’s Evelyn.

Photo: United Artists

The gears of sentimental uplift are effectively oiled in Bruce Beresford’s Evelyn, a familiar story of parental distress and redemption that is told just proficiently enough to trounce its overly comfortable trappings. Set in 1953 Dublin and based on a true story, the film stars Pierce Brosnan (in a performance that’s a reminder he’s capable of much more than his stiff work as 007) as Desmond Doyle, a poor painter and interior decorator whose wife walks out on him during the holidays, leaving him to fend for their three children Maurice, Dermot, and Evelyn. The government mandates that the tots must be placed in the custody of the state until Desmond lays off the stout and finds himself a steady source of income. But when the man begins to clean up his act, he still can’t get his kids back due to a technicality stating that his wife, who has completely disappeared, must also provide her consent. So it’s off to the courts with lawyers Stephen Rea, Aidan Quinn and Alan Bates in tow. Evelyn falls back on stony Irish clichés a bit too often—much of the film’s middle act consists of Desmond boozing it up in the local pub while his daughter is threatened and intimidated by hardcore nuns at a local boarding school—but the surprise is that it resists ambushing itself with the self-pity of impoverished alcoholism (like Angela’s Ashes) or the brutal traditionalism of Catholic guilt (like The Magdalene Sisters). The Doyle family has their share of hard times but Beresford, a Hollywood pawn who hasn’t made a movie this orderly and agreeable since Driving Miss Daisy, confidently highlights Desmond’s diligent patriarchal obligations and young Evelyn’s faith in the powers of forgiveness instead of wallowing in the trenches of nondescript adversity. Some might dismiss the film as mere hokum, but Evelyn has a rootsy, humane charm that resides in the faces of Brosnan and the remarkable Sophie Vavasseur (playing Evelyn with a minimum of “Look how cute I am” mugging). Both actors find a buoyant and definitive Irish pride to get their characters through the most frustrating situations. The end result successfully separates Evelyn from despicable genre swill like I Am Sam. It’s occasionally cloying but also stirring because the cast refuses to be soiled by 90 minutes of misery and manipulation before giving themselves to the unavoidably cheery conclusion.

Cast: Pierce Brosnan, Sophie Vavasseur, Aidan Quinn, Julianna Margulies, Stephen Rea, John Lynch, Alan Bates Director: Bruce Beresford Screenwriter: Paul Pender Distributor: United Artists Running Time: 94 min Rating: PG Year: 2002 Buy: Video, Soundtrack

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