High Fidelity
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by Sasha Stone

The last time director Stephen Frears teamed up with John Cusack they made
The Grifters - not only a triumph for Frears (earning a Best Director Oscar nomination), but for Cusack, who delivered number two of his top five performances ever.

Coming in at number three was his performance as Lloyd Dobler in Say Anything; number four was Buck Weaver in Eight Men Out; and finishing up in the number five spot, Craig Schwartz in last year's Being John Malkovich. But clocking in at number one - the all-time best John Cusack performance ever - Rob Gordon in High Fidelity.

A retro-record-shop owner, who's just been dumped by his live-in girlfriend Laura (Iben Hjejle), Rob Gordon begins to deconstruct his life based on his top five worst break-ups of all time going all the way back to the seventh grade. After all, who doesn't remember the first time you were driven to adolescent tears at the mercy of someone blissfully unaware?

Rob's current flame, Laura, doesn't even make his top five until Rob finds out she's living with "sensitive, new age" Ian (Tim Robbins). Suddenly, Laura, because Rob can't stop seeing her having sex with Ian, is promoted to the number 5 spot. Turns out, it's not the girl he can't get over; it's his bruised male ego.

Bruised ego notwithstanding, Rob is determined to get Laura back, to get his ego out of defense and back into offense. He figures if he can make contact with the other top four in the hit parade he would be able to fix himself and get Laura back. As each mythically proportioned ghost is confronted, Rob becomes more and more able to see things clearly. The clearer things get, the more he realizes how much he loves Laura.

But Rob is unable to move forward because - what would be the point? He's surrounded by go-nowhere music snobs (the sweetly meek Todd Louiso and Jack Black) who would rather exert their music snobbery than sell a record. And he can't fire them because they come to work every day even though they were hired for part-time, two days a week. They would rather exist in this safe, incubated world that has memorized the past than move forward in a world that is changing around them.

But don't get me wrong: Rob's no misunderstood hero. He's unable to understand anything but his record collection, which he alphabetizes autobiographically. He has learned that it's the beginnings and endings of relationships that are the most memorable, not the middle part. Of course, learning how to enjoy the middle part is what the film is ultimately about, the high fidelity of it all.

Rob's story is told directly to us by Rob himself, a highly satisfying way to solve the problem of adapting a beloved cult favorite into a movie. Nick Hornby's tightly paced writing is therefore preserved. Not only do you have it delivered like one long monologue, but you have an actor (who also co-wrote the script along with some of his Grosse Pointe Blank pals, D.V. DeVincentis, Scott Rosenberg and Steve Pink) who obviously gets the tone and can deliver it on the money.

The ever-versatile Frears is in the groove with High Fidelity, proving adeptness for high-speed comedy usually reserved for the youngerkind, and giving him a nice break from films like the somber The Hi-Lo Country and Mary Reilly. Most surprising is the playful structure the film achieves (much like the novel) where time and place are relative and you're not sure what's coming next - three increasingly absurd takes of the same scene, or the sudden appearance of Bruce Springsteen strumming chords and offering romantic advice. More impressive still is how Frears and Cusack are able to maintain the continuity of the monologue throughout the film shoot; you'd never know it wasn't all done on the same day.

By this time, the Academy ought to give out awards for Best Soundtrack since more and more the music is becoming as important as the original score. High Fidelity would be nothing without its music, with songs by The Velvet Underground, Bob Dylan and The Kinks. No other film will get thee to a record store faster, that is a guarantee.

Lisa Bonet makes a memorable appearance as a singer who briefly captures Rob's broken-hearted attention, reminding everyone that she should work more. Sister Joan Cusack pops in for her typically well-timed cameo, and Jack Black adds some crackle even beyond what's shown in the trailer, though he's just on the verge of overdoing it.

But what High Fidelity really has to offer is a cinematic elevation of people we've all seen and experienced, some of us up close and personally. Those guys and girls who lurk in every video store, book store, comic book store, and especially, record store, who know everything, it seems, yet cannot quite relate to the world at large. They are now forever preserved in celluloid so that anyone can short cut to them, "He's just like that guy in High Fidelity."

William Goldman said that good writing is when you get the story you expect but not in the way you expect it. That sums up what makes High Fidelity so engaging. You know Rob Gordon is going to get out of Never Never Land, but you'll be captivated by his journey every step of the way.

 

 




CineScene, 2000