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by D. K. Holm
 he customarily right wing anti-government activists now have their Clint
Eastwood, except that Clint Eastwood already was their hero. In this
case, it is Tim Robbins, as Oliver Lang. At least, that's his name this
time. Next month it could be somthing else. He moves around a lot, you
see. That's what you do when you give your life over to blowing up government
office buildings.
Arlington Road is a bleak political thriller along the lines of The Parallax View, as every other commentator will mention, in that an investigator of a crime turns out to have been set up as the instigator of the next one. Made by a bunch of Hollywood liberals, it relishes imagining the right wing conspiracy as grand, well-organized, and well-funded (here the villains even operate a national delivery service, called Liberty, modelled along the lines of Federal Express).
It also suffers from the hobbling narrative constraints of liberal guilt.
The hero, college professor Michael Faraday (Jeff Bridges), who lives
in suburbia and teaches a class in right wing terrorism, is the one who
suspects that his new neighbor, Lang, is an agent of death, but is compromised
from action because he is still mourning the death of his wife, an F B
I agent who died at a Ruby Ridge-style raid. It seems to me that the circumstances
of his wife's death (the F B I was wrong about their suspect's activities)
should spur him into joining, or at least sharing the views of, his enemies,
but it is a measure of the political confusion of this film that it fails
to segregate its lines of thought, or intelligently show how they might
resemble each other.

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Mark Pellington (Going All the Way) supervises as Bridges and Robbins
and Joan Cusack, as Robbins's wife, give decent performances, although
Bridges turn smacks a bit too much of his passive manner in movies such
as See You in the Morning. But then, that's the point. Democracy
is a good thing, but you know, if we just tinkered with the constitution
a little bit, we could undermine it enough to be able to spy on our neighbors
enough to keep everyone in line. No one ever took the first amendment
seriously anyway, did they? Had Faraday been more vigilent, less
wrapped up in his own sorrow, perhaps disaster would not have struck again.
Credited screenwriter Ehren Kruger (Scream 3, Reindeer Games),
however, has not balanced the political side of his text with the horror
side. He relies on horror tropes, and what could be called the Oliver
Stone Principle, which is that the girlfriend or wife (here Hope Davis)
is going to be unpleasantly skeptical and argumentative, which we the
audience know she is wrong, until it is too late for her. Kruger handles
the horror aspects like a pro, even if it is a hack pro, but stumbles
over the political landscape, which is far too complex to be fit into
this context. Instead he relies on received opinion, on the MSNBC assumptions
of what the radical antigovernment elements are really up to. We don't
really learn anything about them; instead we are instructed that they
are more dangerous than we imagined. It is elements such as these that
tilt what could have been an effective thriller into irresponsibility.
For full cast and credits for Arlington Road, visit the
Internet Movie Data Base.
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