Review: Richard Linklater’s ‘Last Flag Flying’

Three Vietnam veterans go on a rambling odyssey in Richard Linklater's spiritual sequel to 'The Last Detail.' But this one is more written than felt.

Director: Richard Linklater Cast: Bryan Cranston, Laurence Fishburne, Steve Carell, Cicely Tyson, Yul Vazquez, J. Quinton Johnson, Samuel Davis, Kate Easton.

If you took three middle-aged war veterans and turned their lives into an earnest, pious, watchable, but naggingly inauthentic TV dramedy, the result might look something like Richard Linklater’s “Last Flag Flying.” The movie was adapted from a novel by Darryl Ponicsan, who wrote the book that “The Last Detail” was based on, and it’s a kind of spiritual sequel that mirrors the abstract outline of that celebrated 1973 film: a trio of military men thrown together on a scattershot road odyssey. In this case, though, the movie is set in December 2003, and the three men are old comrades (two Marines, one Navy), all of whom served together in Vietnam.

Sal (Bryan Cranston), craggy and bearded in a black leather jacket, with a leering insult for every occasion, is the upstart of the group: an ebullient, foul-mouthed drinker who owns and runs a dive bar in Norfolk, Virginia. Burly, gray-haired Richard (Laurence Fishburne) is the reformed one, a courtly, sanctimonious, and long-married reverend who walks with a cane and never takes off his religious collar, and who has done everything in his power to repress the man he once was — a loose cannon of a soldier known as “Mueller the Mauler.” (The nickname was given to him not for his combat skills, but for his sexual enthusiasm in whorehouses.)

Finally, there’s Larry (Steve Carell), known as Doc, a mild, slump-shouldered Navy clerk who’s got good reason to be down in the dumps: He lost his wife to breast cancer, and his son, a Marine, was recently killed in Baghdad. Doc now has to bury him, and enlists his two old military colleagues to assist him in the dreaded task. The three haven’t spoken to each other since the war, and if that sounds like that other dreaded thing, a hoary plot device…well, that’s just what it is. The movie is full of them.

The set-up of “Last Flag Flying” seems promising on the surface, especially for a director like Linklater, who in “Before Sunrise” and its two sequels proved that he could take nothing more than a couple of great actors, an eager roving camera, and the back-and-forth flow of conversation and transform it all into bravura cinematic poetry. But in “Last Flag Flying,” Linklater’s poet muse seems to have taken a sabbatical. The script, which he co-wrote with Ponicsan, is formless and haphazard (at 2 hours and 4 minutes, the movie plods on and on), and the themes, of regret and repentance and American lies, are spoonfed to the audience in a way that’s surprisingly tidy and didactic.

Yet the central reason that “Last Flag Flying” fails to take wing is that its characters don’t ring true. Not really. You never feel, in your bones, that you’re watching battle-scarred veterans. You feel like you’re seeing terrific actors doing all they can — even to the point of hamming it up — to bring life and soul to a not-so-well-made play. In an environment where even the best Iraq war films have proven to be a hard sell, commercial prospects for “Last Flag Flying” are likely to be severely limited. And while one can understand why the New York Film Festival chose this for its opening-night selection, the choice looks a lot better on paper than it’s likely to play.

Doing a spin on “The Last Detail” sounds like vintage Linklater audacity, yet to evoke that movie raises the bar. A classic New Hollywood road ramble, “The Last Detail” is a drama of startling naturalistic purity. It’s nothing more than two sailors, led by Jack Nicholson, taking a saddened young seaman to the brig, the three of them loping along from Washington to New York to Boston to Portsmouth, looking and acting like the restless outsiders they are. (They keep meeting people, but none of the encounters quite take.) The script is by Robert Towne, the most celebrated screenwriter of his generation, yet the dialogue never feels showy or “written.” It’s true to the characters, without a trace of movie-ish speechifying; even Nicholson expresses his cockeyed brashness in quick forlorn bursts. To watch “The Last Detail” is to drift into these people’s lives, and then drift out again. It’s to see the New Hollywood sanded down to its shaggy-dog essence.

Linklater can be a master of drifting naturalism (e.g., “Dazed and Confused”), but “Last Flag Flying,” surprisingly, has none of that free-flowing, organic quality. The whole tone is punchy, concocted, telegraphed, even though the characters and locales ricochet off the earlier film. (The names are different, though, as are the military affiliations, not to mention the war record; we can’t quite call these the same characters.) Carell’s Doc spent a couple of years in the brig, starting when he was 19 (which evokes the fate of Randy Quaid’s woebegone thief), and he lives in Portsmouth, the site of that Naval prison; the men spend a long night prowling the streets and bars of Manhattan. And Cranston’s Sal is a temperamental cousin to Nicholson’s Billy “Badass” Buddusky: another solitary piece of male wreckage, always chomping on a stogie and taking the piss out of people with a “Who’s your buddy?” grin.

Yet the comparison ends there. Sal, as written, speaks in jaunty clichés (“I’m in the U.S. Marine Corps, and I look pretty f—-in’ good!”), and Cranston, as fantastic an actor as he can be, tosses off his banter with so much hard-ass sentimental glee that he winds up coming off as a bit corny: a foul-mouthed ruffian with a heart of gold. And Sal, unfortunately, is the complicated one. Fishburne makes Richard a likable scold, but with his constant fixation on all things holy, he’s a pat personality, and his earlier — dirtier — self is too compartmentalized. (It comes out in quick bursts, like a momentary visit by Military Mr. Hyde.) As for Carell, he does one of his Method minimalist melancholy turns: the wimpy mustache, the steel-rimmed glasses, the studious lack of expression, all leading to a careful cue of repressed tears. This guy doesn’t look like he would have survived working in the Vietnam book depository.

At the Dover Air Force Base, the three recover the coffin of Doc’s son, only to learn, from one of the son’s platoon mates (J. Quinton Johnson), what really happened to him. Yet even here, there’s a nagging oddity. The official statement of the U.S. military is that he’s a hero who died in combat. But the truth is that he was killed in a way that sounds…not all that far removed from combat. Unless one considers the tactics of Islamic radicals to be somehow “sub-military,” the distinction the film makes seems almost racist. Instead of burying him in Arlington National Cemetery, the three men decide to take the coffin on their own up to Portsmouth, where Doc wants to bury him out of uniform — a rebuke to the meaning of his service.

“Last Flag Flying” emerges as a kind of referendum on the legacy of the Vietnam and Iraq wars, and on the spirit — and lies — that unite them. But what this comes down to is that the script has the characters mouthing cynical, world-weary liberal platitudes about how you can’t trust the government, and what good did these damn wars do anyway? It’s not as if no veteran has ever voiced those sentiments, but the thoughts tend to come from a different place — one that’s smelted and molded by the experience of war. “Last Flag Flying” is more interested in editorializing than it is in capturing that experience.

The hell of war gets symbolized by the death, in Vietnam, of one of the men’s fellow soldiers, who suffered unduly — and they could do nothing, because they had all taken the morphine that was meant to be used as a pain reliever. (They were drowning their own pain.) But when they visit the soldier’s mother (played with radiant frailty by Cicely Tyson), this just leads them all to tell a lie of their own — an irony, in light of the government’s lies, that the film scarcely makes note of. It’s another slice of dramatic conflict that just ends up feeling rigged.

When Richard Linklater is on, his greatness as a filmmaker descends from his nimble, juggling spontaneity. He has Robert Altman’s gift for making it look as if life is simply happening in front of you, and that’s the gift of a humanist magician. But in “Last Flag Flying,” you rarely forget that you’re listening to actors mouthing scripted lines. There’s a place for that kind of drama, but in this case it fights the truth that Linklater is out to capture: the emotional texture of these men’s stubborn but tattered lives. Decades after “The Last Detail,” I still think of Nicholson’s Buddusky as an actual dude, a Navy lifer stewing in the juice of his bitter exuberance. But with these three, you don’t feel like their lives will go on. Not unless somebody writes another episode.

Origin

Reviewed at New York Film Festival, September 28, 2017. Running time: 124 MIN.

Production

A Lionsgate, Amazon Studios release of an Amazon Studios, Big Indie Pictures, Cinetic Media, Detour Filmproduction prod. Producers: Ginger Sledge, John Sloss. Executive producer: Thomas Lee Wright.

Crew

Director: Richard Linklater. Screenplay: Richard Linklater, Daryl Ponicsan. Camera (color, widescreen): Shane F. Kelly. Editor: Sandra Adair.

With

Bryan Cranston, Laurence Fishburne, Steve Carell, Cicely Tyson, Yul Vazquez, J. Quinton Johnson, Samuel Davis, Kate Easton.

 

Review: Richard Linklater's 'Last Flag Flying'

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