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Canyons, The
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by Rob Gonsalves

"A void."
2 stars

On paper, the director Paul Schrader and the writer Bret Easton Ellis seem like a match made in frozen hell.

The work of both men is cold around the heart, exploring violence and neurasthenic sexual deviance. Itís possibly no coincidence that the tombstone achievements for this pair are Taxi Driver (Schraderís script) and American Psycho (Ellisí novel). They have now collaborated on a microbudget indie film, The Canyons, which has gained some notoriety from the off-camera antics of its star, Lindsay Lohan, and the travails she caused the production. LiLo, in truth, isnít the movieís problem; she often seems like the only committed, professional performer onscreen, especially next to porn star James Deen ( Bryan Sevilla), who plays her movie-producer boyfriend.

Ellis likes complicated love/sex triangles, and so the central couple, Tara (Lohan) and Christian (Deen), regularly engage in casual swinger sex with people they find on the internet. Both have old flames; Tara used to be in love with Ryan (Nolan Gerard Funk), a struggling wannabe actor who has a part in Christianís upcoming horror movie shooting in New Mexico. Christian doesnít mind if Tara has sex with someone in front of him, but if she lies to him about seeing someone behind his back, that infuriates him. Heís a control freak and also a manipulative jerk, to say the least.

Ellis usually writes this sort of thing with deadpan wit, but Schrader approaches the material in his standard dour, puritanical setting. The Canyons offers plenty of sex and nudity, filmed by Schrader in the so-cold-itís-meant-to-be-hot mode familiar from American Gigolo, Cat People and Auto Focus. But sex for Ellis isnít an occasion for desolation and shame; itís all a power game. In brief, Ellis and Schrader bring out the worst in each other, and this production simply doesnít have the money to achieve the heartless dry-ice, lifestyles-of-the-rich-and-undead look it really needs. A lot of it seems to have been shot in someoneís borrowed upscale L.A. home. What violence there is unfolds elsewhere: You can film here, guys, but donít get blood on the tiles.

Thereís a great deal of spying and stalking and message-checking. People look at their phones instead of at their conversation partners whenever they can. A skipped heartbeat of dread develops when Tara gets texts from someone she doesnít know, who offers cryptic information; Ellis got a lot of chilling mileage out of that trope in Imperial Bedrooms, his belated sequel to Less Than Zero. But the texts just lead to a character whoís treated contemptuously, as an afterthought. The Canyons packs little of the extremity and shock that mark Ellis and Schrader at their most indelible. It feels like, and in fact was, an on-the-cheap project they entered into in haste when an earlier film ó the intriguing-sounding class-warfare thriller Bait ó fell through. The movie was financed partly on Kickstarter, and everyone worked for peanuts. I see very little passion, though, very little animating emotion to explain why the film had to be made, why the story needed to be told.

James Deen, I think, has more screen time than Lohan does, and Schrader uses him as a found object the same way Steven Soderbergh used Sasha Grey in The Girlfriend Experience. Deen has porn-star swagger and an instinct toward domination ó he moves comfortably, occupies other peopleís space ó but when he opens his mouth itís strictly amateur hour. He doesnít have a trained actorís voice; he has the sound of, well, a performer in shot-on-videotape porno, flat and artificial. The other, lesser-known actors are competent but canít do much with Ellisí stylized, sometimes overexplicit dialogue. Lohan, meanwhile, throws off all sorts of morose, bitter energy that keeps us riveted to her but doesnít always seem connected to the character sheís supposed to be playing. All of this happens in an off-Hollywood milieu thatís decently appointed but a little musty, more than a little depressing.

Those hoping for something wild and crazy from the bad boys Ellis and Schrader, or even a good old hearty train wreck from Lohan a la her much-derided "Liz and Dick" from earlier this year, will look here in vain. A cult may form around it, but itís bound to be a very tiny and cynical cult.

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originally posted: 08/02/13 23:33:14
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6/11/14 mr.mike Schrader tries hard but has little to work with. Deen is a decent actor.2.5 2 stars
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