At one point in The New Age, the terminally stylish post-yuppie couple played by Peter Weller and Judy Davis put on their fanciest threads in order to commit double suicide, but can’t go through with it. Like them, Michael Tolkin’s film gets all dressed up but doesn’t quite know where to go.
Peppy opening scenes have upscale El Lay denizens Peter and Katherine Witner (Weller, Davis) losing the big-buck jobs that have enabled them to live the high life in the Hollywood Hills through the face-the-music early ’90s. In bad shape as a couple, Peter and Katherine begin fooling around openly and then agree to separate while still living under the same roof.
As their lives collapse around them, the two seek salvation elsewhere; Katherine in New Age spirituality, Peter tentatively in the kinky club scene and ultimately in phone sales.
Together again after their outstanding pairing in Naked Lunch, Weller and Davis search for as many nuances to nerve-wracked edginess as they can while remaining remote at their cores. Lots of attention has been lavished on ultra-trendy locations, sets and clothes, although John Campbell’s lensing manages to make everyone look pretty wasted and unattractive.