The Age of Adaline
is not as smart of a film as it thinks it is.
It clearly has a desire to be the next Benjamin Button, spinning a love story with magical undertones and
scenes across time, but it doesn’t have any source material or thematic
complexity to back it up. This is a film
that seeks to be classically literary without having any sort of literary
pedigree to its plotting or theming, and it that respect, it is a failure. However, setting aside the film’s obviously
lofty ambitions, does it succeed as a film in and of itself? I think the answer is yes.
Adaline (Black Lively), as the film’s seemingly out-of-place
storybook narrator will exposit, was born in 1908, and due to a freak accident
at the age of 29, her aging process halted, preserving her physical appearance
and health. Cut to the present day, and
Adaline has been living under false names every new decade to avoid
detection. She meets a young man named
Ellis (Michiel Huisman) and the two begin a courtship that Adaline most
assuredly thinks will end in tragedy, as she fears that she must soon move on
and leave him behind.
For all the film’s pretentions towards telling a love story
across time, structurally this is just another film about a woman insecure
about pursuing a relationship who is ultimately seduced by the love of her life
into opening up. It’s a formula that has
been used time and again, and The Age of
Adaline seems intent on pretending that its effective use of that formula
is grander in scope than it actually is.
However, the halted-aging contrivance doesn’t have any sort of direct
effect on Ellis and Adaline’s relationship; it’s only an obvious secret that
she keeps from Ellis, and one that, predictably, won’t matter by the end
credits.
But as with any formula piece, the deciding factor is in the
efficacy of the performances, and Adaline
has some damn fine examples. Blake
Lively turns in an incredibly believable performance as an old woman in a young
woman’s body, playing Adaline with a calm serenity that hints at experience well
beyond her apparent years. She’s still
fallibly human and not at all curmudgeony as those suffering from the effects
of old age can be, but there’s a certain air of authority and knowledge that
makes her seem almost otherworldly, but only almost. Also turning in his best work in years is
Harrison Ford as a former lover who meets Adaline by pure happenstance. Ford has never been a superb actor, but the
level of nostalgia and longing in his voice as he remembers the Adaline of his
youth makes me suspect that Ford may have been channeling emotions from his own
life in order to make this role work for him.
And work it does.
Ultimately, The Age of
Adaline won’t be the staple of anyone’s romantic movie collection, nor will
it likely be remembered or appreciated for what it did right. Though its aspirations were lofty, it certainly
doesn’t deserve to be remembered as one of the greats. However, as a romance film, it serves its
purpose and is surprisingly lacking in the gross misogyny that is typical to the
genre. If you’re looking for a sweet
film to fill an afternoon, you could do worse than The Age of Adaline.
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