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The Flip Side (2018)



Published 2019 on Down Under Flix

Director: Marion Pilowsky
Stars: Emily Taheny, Eddie Izzard, Luke McKenzie, Vanessa Guide
Marion Pilowsky’s 2018 comedy The Flip Side stars comedian Eddie Izzard as Henry, a British actor on the ascent. Five years ago while shooting a film in Adelaide he had a romantic fling with set caterer Ronnie (Emily Taheny). Now a restaurateur with a struggling business and a flaky novelist boyfriend Jeff (Luke McKenzie), Ronnie is surprised to be contacted by Henry, visiting town to promote his new movie. A love quadrangle of sorts forms between Henry, Ronnie, Luke, and Henry’s French girlfriend Sophie (Vanessa Guide) as they embark on a road trip together and Henry attempts to win back Ronnie’s affections. 
For some viewers Australian comedies are a warm blanket providing comfort and joy, while for others they’re an acquired taste, the cinematic equivalent of Vegemite. Ask someone who doesn’t like Australian cinema why they don’t like Australian films and they’ll say most are either cheap, bleak, self-flagellating exercises in political correctness or cheap, bland, low-hanging exercises in broad comedy. The noughties were a particularly tough decade for local comedies, with some outright disasters (The WannabesYou and Your Stupid Mate) and a whole lot of meh. And yet when the Adelaide Film Festival recently published a list of the top 100 Australian films as voted by Australian audiences, comedies dominated the top slots: The Castle was #1, with Muriel’s Wedding and The Adventures of Priscilla clocking in at #2 and #5. It’s little wonder that Australian filmmakers continue to want to die on this hill, and keep chasing the brand of daggy, self-deprecating, crowd-pleasing comedy those three films made fashionable in the 1990s, one which not even their makers could successfully replicate in later films, though The DishWelcome to Woop WoopSwinging Safari and Mental all have their merits. 
My own major complaint about Australian comedies of the last twenty years is they often lack ambition, identity and purpose. The major comedies of the 70s – Alvin Purple and The Adventures of Barry McKenzie and their offshoots – rejoiced in their newly forged opportunity to present Australian identity on film (even when covertly attacking it, as per Barry Humphries’ work) and embraced the relaxed censorship and liberal attitudes  of the time. The major comedies of the 80s – Crocodile Dundee and Young Einstein – commodified that Australian identity for a global audience. And the major comedies of the 90s – Muriel’s Wedding and The Castle and The Adventures of Priscilla – gave voice to misfits and social outcasts. In contrast, it’s hard not to find most comedies of the last two decades lacking, individual gems aside. Yes, I’m aware I’m singling out an exemplary handful of films from the 70s, 80s and 90s and conveniently ignoring much of the dreck (looking at you, Pacific Banana and A Little Bit of Soul), but think about it: is there a truly iconic Australian comedy of the last 20 years? There are funny and charming films for sure – The Wog BoyCrackerjackKenny, the often side-splitting A Few Best Men – but nothing that’s punched a palpable dent in the local film culture.
The Flip Side is cut from the same inoffensive, innocuous cloth as films like Danny Deckchair and The Honourable Wally Norman, and shares with many local comedies an imported star to add a sheen of international selling clout (see Deckchair’s Rhys Ifans, Pete Postlethwaite in Strange Bedfellows, Peter Dinklage in I Love You Too, and so on). The horrendous poster – the cheap-looking and cheesy  photoshop job at the top of this review – was the marketing equivalent of crime scene tape, no doubt turning away many patrons, myself included. But the film is well shot and milks reasonable value from a likely small budget. Taheny sympathetically anchors proceedings and shows both comic and dramatic chops, Izzard is enjoyable, and McKenzie and Guide provide colourful support. The film is more Sideways-esque dramedy or French farce of romantic entanglement than broad ocker comedy, and there’s some genuine wit in how its characters bounce off and rub against one another.
In other words, the film exceeded my expectations. However, a couple of things never quite clicked for me. Firstly, its imported star casting. Eddie Izzard is inarguably a superstar, but not a movie superstar. On stage he’s a superstar; on film he’s a character actor, one who’s delivered fun turns in films like Velvet GoldmineMystery MenThe Cat’s MeowOcean’s Twelve and Thirteen, and Valkyrie among others, as well as lending his vocal talent to animated flicks like Cars 2 and The Lego Movie. But The Cat’s Meow (where he played Charlie Chaplin) aside, Izzard’s not the first actor you think about when you picture any of these films. Director Pilowsky and company deserve credit for casting outside the box rather than just going with a Jai Courtney type, but casting Izzard as a rising Hollywood star ultimately doesn’t work, despite his best efforts in the role. And The Flip Side sends mixed signals about the exact nature of his stardom. Jeff tells Henry his work deeply moved him when he was 11 years old; Henry’s low level enough to do a Q&A to forty people at Adelaide’s Mercury Cinema, but a hunk enough to inspire a random soused Hahndorfian to flash her cleavage at him; and towards film’s end he’s cast as a comic book character and officially makes the A-list, likely riffing on British comic book alum like Paul Bettany and Michael Fassbender. But all these stardom signifiers never quite cohere persuasively. Then again, I’ve also said Bradley Cooper’s country music star in A Star is Born was conceptually confused – a waning star on a downward professional spiral who still managed to sell out 50,000+ seat arenas – and that film made nearly half a billion dollars and scored 8 Oscar nominations. The Flip Side would probably like to have those problems.
Secondly, its depiction of Adelaide. I get the cliché of Adelaide as a big country town, but here’s the thing: Adelaide’s a city. With over one million people. The pleasant provincial town dramatized (or anti-dramatized) onscreen is not the Adelaide I know or lived in for 15 years. It may be the version of Adelaide experienced by many, including the director – the film’s IMDb trivia page notes the idea for The Flip Side was conceived following an extended stay overseas and describes the film as something of a tribute to the city – and I get that cities have facets: Scorsese’s New York is different from Spike Lee’s New York which is different from Woody Allen’s New York and so on. But I also think The Flip Side perpetuates a lazy stereotype in service of its story, or perhaps for the convenience of production. Setting and shooting the film in an actual regional location may have been prohibitive cost-wise, but would surely have been more authentic. Alternatively, instead of sanding down its setting’s contradictory edges, the film could have embraced them.
The best Australian comedies made a meal of subverting expectations, smashing stereotypes, and embracing authenticity. Like so many Australian comedies of the past twenty years, The Flip Side takes the roads most comfortably traveled. The film amuses and achieves its aims, a marker of success for any movie, but its aims are fairly modest.
Ben Kooyman

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