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CINEMA, Page 75Rushes
COME SEE THE PARADISE
Two weeks after the bombing of Pearl Harbor, TIME ran a
story called "How to Tell Your Friends from the Japs," which
itemized physical and personality traits of the Japanese and
Chinese. The Japanese "laugh loudly at the wrong time," the
piece revealed. "The Chinese expression is likely to be more
placid, kindly, open; the Japanese more positive, dogmatic,
arrogant."
Racism was codified in wartime America; around 110,000
Japanese Americans were stripped of their property and shipped
to camps, where they were held until late 1945. "It's like
burning down Chicago to get rid of the gangsters," notes one
character in this drama about Lily, a young Japanese woman
(Tamlyn Tomita), and her family, interned for years though
they are guilty of nothing, not even laughing loudly.
Alan Parker, a political cartoonist among writer-directors,
draws every noble sentiment with broad strokes; his style is an
anvil hitting an easel. He also introduces an irrelevant
American, Lily's husband (Dennis Quaid), who becomes a kind of
noble victim by marriage. But the movie is a splendid showcase
for Japanese-American actors, and it provides a history lesson
that is no less valuable for being obvious.
MERMAIDS
Mrs. Flax (Cher) is instantly recognizable as a lovable
eccentric, movie-style. If her wardrobe (hand-me-down Stella
Dallas) didn't give her away, the fact that no one, including
her children, ever calls her anything but "Mrs. Flax" would. The
kids are cut from the same Day-Glo emotional fabric. The younger
(an adorable Christina Ricci) regularly tries to break the
world's record for holding one's breath under water. The older
(a luminous Winona Ryder) reveres nuns and earnestly studies the
lives of the saints, a curious passion for a '60s adolescent,
all the more so in her case because she's Jewish.
As a character seeking redemption for purely imaginary
sins, Ryder comes close to redeeming this agreeably feckless
movie by director Richard Benjamin and screenwriter June
Roberts. She is in touch with some hormonal reality, some
temporary teenage insanity (sad, funny, scary, all at once) that
the rest of the film, caught up in the desire to make us say
"aww" instead of making us go "argh," cannot approach. The movie
must drive the Flaxes sane, and once its instrument for doing
so, a sensible shoe-store owner named Lou Landsky (Bob Hoskins),
begins to court the missus, Mermaids abandons the tumultuous
seas Ryder wants to ply and starts flopping its way to a shallow
pond of easy sentiment.