You Don’t Know Jack

You Don’t Know Jack


Reviewed by: Chris

Actors have been known to sit on their laurels. Some would argue that, with Oscar, Emmy, and Tony as best mates on the mantelpiece, Al Pacino can do just that. So are all his truly great performances in the past? The Godfather, Michael Corleone? Or Scarface, Tony Montana? Happily we can think again. You Don’t Know Jack is the film Pacino fans have waited for.

Opening scenes give us ‘Dr Death’ Kevorkian before he invents his famous assisted suicide machine. I look closely at this point. I have to reassure myself it is indeed Pacino, not a docu-drama cut-in. For Pacino looks more like Kevorkian than Kevorkian does. Face, body language, tone of voice, the works.

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The first achievement is to captivate with the character himself, not the divisive issues he represents. Bypass the hazards of predictable biopics or monotonous ‘message’ movies. This is quality mainstream filmmaking and at its best. It doesn’t seek to change views, and the spiky Mr Kevorkian leaves plenty of room to disagree, sometimes isolating himself even from his own supporters. This is a passionate man who has little time for other people’s views in any general sense. “Who cares what other people think?” he exclaims. “It’s what my patient feels.”

This is not the first time director Barry Levinson has astounded audiences, shaking up accepted thinking. Wag The Dog was the wildcard that would embarrass Clinton’s government. The Oscar-winner, Rain Man, was criticised for creating a misleading stereotype (Is every autistic person a closet savant? Of course not.) But what Rain Man did do was raise awareness, making it okay to talk openly about autism. And – perhaps this is the secret – You Don’t Know Jack could have a similar effect because it is just as funny, just as entertaining, just as engaging and just as challenging. We so get many different emotions in fast succession on the screen, until we’re primed to consider how we really feel about this. Real people (including death scenes with Kevorkian’s patients) provide a gutsier way to explore feelings than the vague ethical constructs debated in every high school.

If movies learn anything from TV, it’s how to keep audience attention. And You Don’t Know Jack, developed by HBO, is suitably punchy. There are no boring arguments for or against euthanasia. None of those Clint Eastwood, long and meditative, Million Dollar Baby moments. Susan Sarandon brings some of her own caustic lines to a film that often brims over with dark, surreal humour. “Is that Santa Claus stepping on a baby?” she asks casually at an exhibition of Kevorkian’s bizarre paintings.

There are powerful performance in abundance, not least from the underrated Danny Huston who plays Fieger, Kevorkian’s larger-than-life attorney. (Immediately after the movie first aired, the real Geoffrey Fieger announced he will ‘maybe stand again’ for governor.) Fieger is a colourful, over-the-top character in real life, perfectly suited to Huston’s strengths. After watching the actor’s talent wasted in lesser films, such as Boogie Woogie, it is a joy to see him shine.

Bare-knuckle scenes in You Don’t Know Jack are explicit. Both in the physical acts of assisted suicide and in their emotional intensity. Kevorkian recalls his own mother’s death to Janet Good (Sarandon). “She told me, ‘Imagine the worst toothache in the world – now imagine that toothache in every bone in your body.'” He is almost penniless (for he never charged) and, with scientific precision, he at one point tries to save on lethal gas. He places his emphysema patient in a plastic hood (to catch the gas, rather than using a face-mask). But the patient panics and it is nearly the last straw for friend and assistant Neal Nicol, played effortlessly by John Goodman. Such scenes are not for the squeamish.

The sense of sincerity and conviction which Pacino gives the role could make it rather uncomfortable viewing if you disagree outright. But this intense, yet sidelong glance at a deeply polarising topic, seriously tackled but deftly relieved with a sharp witty screenplay, might just give new life to a debate that suffers from political hubris set against rather static public opinion.

At over two hours long, the movie occasionally verges on repetition. Levinson, back on form after several also-rans, maintains the pace with intelligent humour and inventive cinematography. “You understand what prison is?” Judge Jessica Copper asks Kevorkian, who seems oblivious to the potential consequences of his actions. “Did you see The Shawshank Redemption, Sir?” During his hunger strike, a fast montage of slamming doors and uneaten food makes an impression on our ears and eyes faster than any amount of words – and also provides a welcome change of tempo.

This is cinema of the unexpected. With subject matter that should have been unbankably inauspicious, You Don’t Know Jack triumphs and takes your breath away.

Reviewed on: 29 Apr 2010
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A biopic of controversial doctor and euthanasia practitioner Jack Kevorkian.
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Director: Barry Levinson

Writer: Adam Mazer

Starring: Al Pacino, Danny Huston, John Goodman, Susan Sarandon

Year: 2010

Runtime: 131 minutes

Country: US


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