Reitman (son of Ivan)
makes his feature length debut with an adaptation of the novel by Christopher
Buckley. It tells the story of Nick Naylor (Aaron Eckhart) who is
a lobbyist on behalf of the Academy of Tobacco Studies (ATS), a pro-smoking
organisation sponsored by the tobacco industry. It follows Nick as
he goes about his business persuading people that tobacco is not the root
of all cancer and his attempts to convince Hollywood to take up smoking
again on the silver screen, while he balances the act of being a real smooth-talking
bastard and a good father to a son who now lives with his ex-wife and boyfriend.
Eckhart is used most effectively,
possibly for the first time in his career, allowing his natural ease with
dialogue and matinee idol looks to come to the fore. Nick has to
be somebody you at the same time hate but would not mind seeing your sister
going out with. And Eckhart, who played a misogynistic bully in The
Company of Men (1997), we know can play nasty but I do not remember feeling
sympathy for him as I do at one point in this film.
Nick is a messenger who
goes to Hollywood, daytime talk shows, the Marlboro man, Washington DC
and lunches with his friends from alcohol and firearms. All to spread
the word that tobacco can be good. The film has a rich black humour
running through it, mostly garnered by the MOD (Merchants of Death) lunches
where they bounce mortality rates off each other. But each man must
get unstuck and Nick does when he gets interviewed by Heather Holloway
(Katie Holmes) for a Washington paper and finds out that everything is
on the record. This might prove to be his downfall but he resurrects
and then enjoys a Jimmy Stewart moment before a congressional hearing where
he says he would buy his son some cigarettes on his 18th birthday if he
wished.
This is where the film
gets watered down in its third act after having a typical glorious first
act and then the dramatic downfall of the second. But it always has
its humour mostly from the excellent ensemble cast; Rob Lowe as the know-all
Hollywood agent who lives in a huge glass (goldfish bowl) structure, his
assistant Adam Brody (not Adrian, this is Seth off the O.C.), William H.
Macy, J.K. Simmons and Robert Duvall.
A Hollywood comedy that
is entertaining, interesting and has a message to say and cleverly for
a film that is so fixed upon the idea and feel of smoking, it is good to
see that in this PC world they get this part of the film right - there
is not a cigarette in sight and no one lights up.
Jamie
Garwood