Trixie
by Lovell Mahan-Moutaw
"I'm a private defective"
- Trixie Zurbo
Trixie is a film about its namesake, a woman with an education that
didn't go past the fifth grade, a medical history of blunt head trauma
from a bowling ball, and a propensity for mixed metaphors and crucified
cliches. Trixie (played by the unbelievably good Emily Watson) is a
security guard who wants a "case" but ends up patrolling Wal-Marts.
She is sent to some back hills casino town and becomes a plain clothes
guard who patrols the casino from 9 to 5 (that would be 9 p.m. to 5
a.m.). She explains her sad history, a mother who died of cancer (thus
she needed to leave school in the fifth grade to care for her), a sister
who moved away and started a life, a father she never knew, and an adored
and missed brother who was a cop and died, presumably in the line of
duty.
"Do you like guys?" - Dex Lang
"I wish someone would tell me the answer to that question so I could
answer it when someone asked me it and I wouldn't have to answer it
again." - Trixie Zurbo
Trixie attracts the local characters like a magnet. There is Dex (Dermot
Mulroney), the local Lothario who makes Trixie look like a rocket scientist.
There is Ruby (Brittany Murphy), the local slut who would walk with
her legs spread-eagled if she could manage it. There is Red (Will Patton),
the local lunatic. There is Kirk (Nathan Lane), the sarcastic, snide
lounge singer. There is the Senator (Nick Nolte), the local slimy politician.
And finally, there is Dawn, the murder victim.
"Bet high - 'cause when you bet low, you loose more when you win."
- Dex Lang
Trixie fights against it, but falls for Dex. This catapults her into
her first case. She faithfully follows her leads, asking the smartest
questions that don't make any sense that I've ever heard. Like any good
detective, she gets a little more involved than she should, but she
never loses her professionalism. Bent on solving the case, she keeps
her cool and puts it all together.
"She's dead, and she'll never be the same." - Trixie Zurbo
I'd
never seen an Emily Watson movie before, but after watching Trixie,
I want to go and rent them all. Trixie's director, Alan Rudolf
(Afterglow) often uses extreme close-ups of Watson's face, capturing
all of its remarkable expressions. Watson was all over Trixie - the
way she spoke, moved her mouth and head, the way she walked, her expressions
and voice patterns and gestures. Watson created a character who I can
say without embarrassment is a comedic tour-de-force. But even as you
are laughing at Trixie, she commands your respect. She's not stupid,
she's just dumb. Furthermore, she's sexual in an innocent and odd way.
It is indescribable. Dex, Red and the Senator all hit on her, and the
Senator even confesses "I'm attracted to you but I don't know why."
"I'm a woman," Trixie tells him later and she's not kidding. She is
no girl, although girlish, and she is no child, although child-like.
What a character.
"You half in love with me yet?" - Dex Lang
Watson carries the picture, but with help from a superb supporting
cast. Although Mulroney comes off wooden in a couple of scenes, they
have great chemistry and he can be very funny just as he can break your
heart. Nathan Lane is a riot, but that is de rigeur (and frankly, getting
a bit tiresome - he seems to play the same snide yet funny character
all of the time). Nolte has a huge amount of important dialogue and
some crucial scenes with Watson and Brittany Murphy, and he shines.
I caught on to the mystery pretty quickly, and Rudolph gives away the
culprit early, but neither the mystery nor the comedy is affected by
this.
"The ace is in my hole." - Trixie Zurbo
Watson is the key - she took good writing and elevated it to something
pretty amazing. I laughed out loud I don't remember how many times.
Watson shines in close-up, and in sitting on the bus and putting it
all together, treating us to the waves of realization running across
her face, and in taking on a quartet of gang members and humiliating
them without thought and with such effortless courage as to be admirable,
and in taking great care to slide in to Dex's hospital bed while he
"ouches" his way through her every move and saying when she gets settled,
"Well, I have to go," and in saying goodbye to Dex at her door and running
after his car with a kind of despair that is hard to watch.
I had a blast watching this movie and recommend it to anyone, without
exception. The review posted to the IMDB database lambasted the movie
but the complaints were akin to saying that Fight Club is about
men fighting...he just didn't get it. Trixie isn't about a dumb
woman constantly saying the wrong thing and making little sense, it's
about making an assumption, and being very wrong, that someone innocent
and illiterate can't behave with courage and can't command respect.
CineScene, 2000