Day Late and a Dollar Short

Hollywood’s belated effort to come to grips with the economic collapse should be downsized

Two years after America’s economic crisis began dispatching millions to the unemployment lines, Hollywood pretends to examine the fallout. In writer/director John Wells’ film, The Company Men, next-to-the-top Boston corporate feeders Bobby Walker (Ben Affleck), Gene McClary (Tommy Lee Jones) and Phil Woodward (Chris Cooper) get thrown into the cold by the manufacturing conglomerate for which they’ve worked. In a departure from reality, the company is downsizing its 60,000 employees from the top down.

After losing his $125,000-a-year job, upper-class family man Bobby spends cloudy days driving his shiny Porsche to a job placement facility where he and other corporate causalities send out résumés and make phone calls to the deaf ears of “prospective” employers. Embarrassed, Bobby keeps his job loss a secret from everyone except his wife (Rosemarie DeWitt).

Jones chews the film’s choicest role as luxury-loving Gene, a company co-founder squeezed out by his greedy boss (Craig T. Nelson).

Although oddly ignored by the screenwriters, Cooper’s Phil Woodward is the most interesting character. Tough-talking Phil tells his friend, “I won’t let the bastards just kick me out after 30 years. I’ll take an AK-47 to this fucking place first.” He represents the desperation felt across the country by the one-out-of-five workers who have lost their jobs. Phil says, “My life ended but nobody noticed.” Although he’s obviously meant to carry the film’s theme, Phil vanishes in a rushed plot point that abstractly supports his agonizing observation. This movie isn’t about him. Such losers get eaten by the sharks of their own psyches.

The white-collar dudes in The Company Men are remarkable for the lack of loyalty or integrity they exhibit in their professional and personal relations. Gene, who helped build the company from scratch, is caught off-guard when his business partner fires him with the help of the human resources exec he’s been banging on the side. Sex carries no coin here. Played differently, the film could be cause for rejoicing. We could imagine every Wall Street shill and fat-cat banker being tossed out of their jobs, and their riches being divided among the poor masses they’ve conned and ripped off for years. Now that’s a movie I want to see.

Bobby’s meek crisis decision finally comes when he goes to work for his politically incorrect contractor brother-in-law, Jack (Kevin Costner). Of course, Bobby isn’t much in the handyman department. That matters little. We know he won’t be carrying lumber and hammering nails for the long haul. This isn’t that kind of movie.

The Company Men is a somber, glossy and sound-bite-heavy drama made watchable by its sturdy ensemble performances. The story is a letdown, but the actors—including an especially sassy Maria Bello—are enjoyable to watch.

The Company Men (R) ★★☆☆☆

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