Here are the movie reviews I wrote for the January issue of EL Magazine, which was distributed in Tokyo on Christmas Day.
Albert Nobbs
The title character of this modest period piece is a waiter in a Dublin hotel at around the turn of the 20th century. Albert is stiff, proper, and so focused on his job that he becomes part of the woodwork. The pseudo-genteel establishment has a snarky petit bourgeois clientele and a pretentious mistress (Pauline Collins). Set against the hustle and bustle, Albert’s reserve renders his character almost inert, a necessary impression given that he has a secret: He is really a woman. Glenn Close played the role on stage in the early 80s and has tried to adapt it to film ever since. Gender-wise the transformation is convincing, but Albert looks his age, or, more precisely, he looks Glenn Close’s age, which confounds some of the finer points of the story. Though we learn little about Albert’s past except that as a girl he was sexually abused, the thrust of the plot involves his determination to open a small tobacco shop with the money he has so painstakingly saved. That process is rerouted after he meets Hubert Page, a tradesman hired to paint the hotel. As luck and screenwriting serendipity would have it, Hubert ends up sharing a room with Albert and learns his secret, and it turns out Hubert is also a woman pretending to be a man. However, the circumstances couldn’t be more different. Hubert also fled into transvestism because of male violence, but he’s more comfortably a man in that he not only interacts with the public at large (Albert is just as invisible on the streets as he is in the hotel parlor) but has a real wife whom he loves deeply. Albert is impressed and decides that he, too, will need a wife as a helpmate and front of respectability when he opens his shop, and starts wooing a young maid named Helen (Mia Wasikowska), who happens to be having a semi-clandestine affair with the hotel handyman, a rough boy named Joe (Aaron Johnson). Determined to migrate to America, Joe has Helen encourage Albert’s attentions so as to exact monetary reward, and while Albert is infinitely more considerate than crude Joe, it’s easy to understand why Helen, at least initially, prefers the latter as a romantic foil. As played by Close, Albert is such a model of two-dimensional propriety that he barely registers as human, much less a woman or a man, and looking like a 50-year-old you wonder what he could offer a young girl. Hubert, by contrast, is so full of the world that, thanks to Janet McTeer’s outsized portrayal, the viewer perks up whenever he enters a scene. Though it would have defeated Close’s purposes, a movie about Hubert’s life would have been much more enlightening about this delicate subject. (photo: Morrison Films) Continue reading










