The Impostors

USA 1998

Reviewed by Peter Matthews

Synopsis

Our synopses give away the plot in full, including surprise twists.

New York City, the 30s. Arthur and Maurice are struggling actors who pull a series of scams to acquire food. A plot for cream puffs goes wrong, but Maurice gets two tickets to a performance of Hamlet starring Jeremy Burtom, a drunken ham. After the play, Burtom overhears Maurice complaining about his bad acting and a scuffle ensues. Dodging the police, Arthur and Maurice hide inside a packing crate and soon find themselves on board the S.S. Intercontinental headed for Paris. Burtom is also on board, so the two impersonate stewards with the help of the head stewardess Lily.

Glimpsing Arthur and Maurice, Burtom demands that they be apprehended. The friends conceal themselves in a succession of passengers' cabins and learn about their fellow voyagers, who include a queen deposed in a military coup, a sheik and a tennis pro named Sparks. In addition, the newly widowed Mrs Essendine is looking for a rich husband, while her daughter Emily moons over the ship's entertainer Happy Franks. Arthur uncovers a plot hatched by Maxi and Johnny - a couple posing as French sophisticates - to kill the sheik and Mrs Essendine and abscond with their wealth. Maurice learns that the first mate is a secret revolutionary planning to assassinate the queen.

At the captain's ball, Maurice tries unsuccessfully to warn the sheik and Mrs Essendine. The captain recognises the queen as his lost love and the pair embrace. The first mate tries to kidnap the queen and blow up the ship. Johnny snatches Mrs Essendine, while Maxie spirits away the sheik. However, the three abductress turn out to be Lily, Maurice and Arthur in disguise. When the first mate accidentally drops the detonator, Happy catches it and saves the day. All the deserving couples are united.

Review

In theory, US independent film-makers are free to tackle offbeat and daring themes that Hollywood won't touch. So it's always a little depressing when they choose to grind out the kind of genre pictures that studio hacks in former days were compelled to make. After the success of Big Night - a warm, wistful comedy about Italian food and the failure of the American dream - director Stanley Tucci could presumably write his own ticket. But of all the conceivable subjects for a follow-up, he has decided to recreate a Paramount art-deco farce circa 1932. Not to infuse it with a modern sensibility, but to bring back the antique conventions just as they were. It was clear from Big Night that Tucci likes to snuggle up in what he sees as a gentler, more innocent past. Yet at least the 50s of that picture had a genuine nostalgic glow. By contrast, The Impostors is as thoroughly ersatz as the title suggests. You are never allowed to forget that the actors are actors or that their one-dimensional parts (the ingénue, the money-hungry dowager, the foreign revolutionary and so on) have been lifted almost bodily from the repertoire of 30s crazy comedy.

As if to confer his blessing on the project, Woody Allen appears uncredited in the role of a theatre director whose marital angst gums up the audition of down-and-out actors Arthur and Maurice. Allen's guest shot is certainly apt since The Impostors belongs to the same frisky metatextual species as Bullets over Broadway and the film-within-a-film sequences of The Purple Rose of Cairo. Tucci even includes a final stunt analogous to the postmodern shenanigans in Purple Rose: the happily paired off couples step down from the ocean-liner set, dance past the smiling camera crew and shimmy out into the street. Far from disrupting the theatrical illusion à la Brecht, Tucci wants to affirm the magic of old Hollywood fakery and schmaltz. But the sad fact is the clock can't be turned back. The featherweight comedies which The Impostors tries to simulate were catalysed by the need of Depression-era audiences to escape into a universe of high-style wit and romance. There's no way for Tucci to recover that historical frame of mind, and so all he ends up with is fossilised froth.

You can vaguely entertain yourself ticking off the allusions: a paraphrase of the state-room scene from A Night at the Opera (1935) here, a reprise of the "nobody's perfect" gag in Some Like It Hot (1959) there. Indeed, watching the movie is like enrolling in a course on screwball themes and leitmotifs (not anybody's idea of a party). Despite much rushing about in corridors and characters being knocked over like bowling pins, The Impostors is almost studiously unfunny.

The chief exception is the elegantly designed title sequence in which conmen Arthur and Maurice enact a slapstick argument that spirals into mock murder. This silent routine works because it depends on pantomime skills that haven't dated - unlike the specifically 30s forms of archness and naughtiness the film invokes elsewhere. Steve Buscemi's catatonic warbling of 'The Nearness of You' is also worth catching because it's the one time when something bizarrely, unpredictably contemporary breaks into the mothballed farce structure.

The large ensemble cast enters avidly into the spirit of the piece and seems to get a bang out of embodying the period clichés. It's a bit dismaying to observe indie stalwarts like Buscemi, Lili Taylor and Campbell Scott divesting themselves of their wacko originality and playing cute for the camera, even with irony. Still, these professionals supply the movie with some crisp edges. It's the centre that goes out of focus.

The nominal conceit is that Arthur and Maurice are compulsive hams who try to act their way out of scrapes, but this idea is only perfunctorily developed in practice. By a fundamental miscalculation, Tucci's script has our heroes mainly reacting from the sidelines to the various zany goings-on. What's worse, you sometimes see them positively recoiling from the craziness like the squarest of the square. When Arthur rolls his eyes at the music-loving sheik's invitation to the dance or when Maurice prudishly squirms out of the embrace of the besotted tennis champ, they forfeit a good deal of audience sympathy. Tucci doesn't seem to recognise that true clowns don't resist the comic anarchy: they give in to it.

Credits

Producers
Beth Alexander
Stanley Tucci
Screenplay
Stanley Tucci
Director of Photography
Ken Kelsch
Editor
Suzy Elmiger
Production Designer
Andrew Jackness
Music
Gary DeMichele
©Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation
Production Companies
Fox Searchlight presents a First Cold Press production
Executive Producer
Jonathan Filley
Production Supervisor
Margo Myers
Production Co-ordinator
Ellen Gannon
Unit Production Manager
Jonathan Filley
Location Manager
Sam Hutchins
Post-production Supervisor
Charlie Vogel
Assistant Directors
Justin Muller
Lisa Janowski
Brian York
Script Supervisor
Mary Gambardella
Casting
Ellen Lewis
Associate:
Marcia DeBonis
Camera Operator
Steve Drellich
Steadicam
Jim McConkey
Associate Editor
Zeborah Tidwell
Art Director
Chris Shriver
Set Decorator
Catherine Davis
Costume Designer
Juliet Polcsa
Wardrobe Supervisors
Cheryl Kilbourne-Kimpton
Marcia Patten
Key Make-up Artist
Carla White
Key Hairstylist
Victor Denicola
Titles/Opticals
Cineric Inc
Musicians
Original Score:
John Bowes
Paul Maslin
Jeffrey Mickus
Henry Salgado
Brian Sandstrum
Miriam Sturm
Gary DeMichele
Tango Music:
Fernando Marzan
Miguel Bertero
Leonardo Suarez Paz
Domingo Diani
Luis Bravo
Washington Williman
Lisandro Adrover
Strings
Chicago Musical Connection
Music Supervisor
Margot Core
Music Editor
Steve Borne
Engineer
Craig Williams
Music Consultant
John Head
Soundtrack
"Preparense" by Astor Piazzola-Sadaic, performed by The Forever Tango Orchestra; "China Boy" by Dick Winfree, Phil Boutelje, performed by Eddie Condon and His Allstars; "La Mourisque" by Susato, performed by The Canadian Brass; "Siboney" by Dolly Morse, Ernesto Lecuona, performed by Alfredo Brito and His Siboney Orchestra; "Sweetie Dear" by Joe Jordan, William Cook, performed by Sidney Bechet; "Skokiaan" by August Musarurgwa, performed by Louis Armstrong; "The Nearness of You" by Hoagy Carmichael, Ned Washington, performed by Steve Buscemi; "Parlez moi d'amour" by Jean Lenoir, performed by (1) Hope Davis, (2) Lucienne Boyer; "I'm Comin' Virginia" by Donald Heywood, William Cook, performed by Artie Shaw; "(When We Are Dancing) I Get Ideas" by Dorcas Cochran, Julio C. Sanders, performed by Elizabeth Bracco, Lewis J. Stadlen; "It's Funny to Everyone but Me" by/performed by Isham Jones
Choreography
Jo Andres
Sound Mixer
William Sarokin
Re-recording Mixer
Michael Barry
Supervising Sound Editor
Bob Hein
Dialogue Editors
Jac Rubenstein
Sylvia Menno
ADR
Editors:
Gina R. Alfano
Mary Ellen Porto
Foley
Supervisor:
Ben Cheah
Artist:
Marko Costanzo
Engineer:
Clete Ritta
Editors:
Jennifer Ralston
Steven Visscher
Artistic Consultant
Andrei Belgrader
Stunt Co-ordinator
George Aguilar
Cast
Stanley Tucci
Arthur
Oliver Platt
Maurice
Teagle F. Bougere
sheik
Elizabeth Bracco
Pancetta Leaky
Steve Buscemi
Happy Franks
Billy Connolly
Sparks
Allan Corduner
captain
Hope Davis
Emily Essendine
Michael Emerson
Burtom's assistant
Dana Ivey
Mrs Essendine
Allison Janney
Maxine/Maxi
Richard Jenkins
Johnny, Frenchman
Matt McGrath
Marco
Alfred Molina
Jeremy Burtom
Isabella Rossellini
Queen, veiled woman
Campbell Scott
Meistrich
Tony Shalhoub
first mate
Lili Taylor
Lily
Walker Jones
maître d'
Jessica Walling
attractive woman
David Lipman
baker
E. Katherine Kerr
Gertrude
George Guidall
Claudius
William Hill
Bernardo
Jack O'Connell
stage manager
Matt Malloy
Mike/Laertes
Ted Blumberg
Francisco
Arden Myrin
stewardess with luggage

Christopher Pomeroy
steward
Sarah McCord
stewardess with the Queen
Lewis J. Stadlen
bandleader
Phyllis Somerville
woman at bar
Amy Hohn
woman with captain
Michael Higgins
older man
Ken Costigan
bartender
[uncredited]
Woody Allen
theatre director
Certificate
15
Distributor
20th Century Fox (UK)
9,048 feet
100 minutes 32 seconds
Dolby
Colour by
Technicolor
Last Updated: 20 Dec 2011