Review: J. Edgar

Warner Brothers

I hate to burst bubbles, but this movie is a snooze. Leonardo DiCaprio plays the title role and he tries mightily to make it work, but the script lets him down; J. Edgar Hoover, one of the most significant and controversial American public figures of the 20th Century, is presented with such a narrow, insulated focus that it’s hard to tell if he was a real threat to his enemies or just an awkward, slightly deranged man ranting about in his office. The film is shot in understated tones with muted colors, and that might have seemed retro cool if the story had any spark, but instead the low key presentation too easily allows your mind to wander. I started planning my weekend.

The story begins early on, when Hoover is an eager young agent trying to bring a new level of sophistication to crime investigations. Determined, ambitious, and socially awkward, he is appointed the first head of the new Federal Bureau of Investigation when he is only 24. He assembles a personal staff that includes his secretary, Helen Gandy (Naomi Watts) and his number two in command and possible love interest, Clyde Tolson (Armie Hammer). The film spends a good deal of time attempting to explore the relationship between these two men, which was a source of speculation for anyone who paid attention to Hoover, both during and after his lifetime. The question was never resolved, though, and J.Edgar’s considerable efforts to lift the veil seem hackneyed and flat.

The film divides Hoover's nearly fifty years as head of the Bureau by referencing different crimes or crime sprees; in each segment Hoover has a young agent sequestered in his office, dutifully typing up the director's version of events. The story evolves from these memoirs, which, unfortunately, make us like those young men sitting at the typewriter: we merely take down what Hoover has to say. The film provides no context, no characters to give perspective. We don’t know, for example, why the Director feels a need to explain himself, since we see no one of any significance seriously questioning his actions. When he goes on his well documented vendetta against Martin Luther King, we don't see anyone in King’s camp react; we never get a chance to understand if Hoover’s hatred of the civil rights leader had any consequences.

Armie Hammer does excellent work as Tolson, even though his aggressive aging prosthetics never seem natural. Naomi Watts plays a routine role in a routine way. Clint Eastwood is a great director when he has the right material, but this one misses the mark. Still playing wide throughout the country.  B-