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<text id=89TT0734>
<title>
Mar. 20, 1989: Funky Funk
</title>
<history>
TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1989
Mar. 20, 1989 Solving The Mysteries Of Heredity
</history>
<article>
<source>Time Magazine</source>
<hdr>
CINEMA, Page 73
Funky Funk
</hdr><body>
<qt> <l>SLAVES OF NEW YORK</l>
<l>Directed by James Ivory</l>
<l>Screenplay by Tama Janowitz</l>
</qt>
<p> They should have filmed Tama Janowitz's publicity campaign.
It was a lot more entertaining, and possibly more
sociologically edifying, than Slaves of New York, the collection
of short stories about the downtown art scene that book flacks
so heedlessly hyped to bestsellerdom. Alas, the movie people got
stuck with the book and with its author as screenwriter. And now
the public is stuck with a movie that compares rather
unfavorably to periodontal work in amusement value.
</p>
<p> Sustained, coherent narrative is not, shall we say,
Janowitz's great strength, and neither is dramatic
characterization. Eleanor (the normally perky, cuddly Bernadette
Peters in sadly deflated condition) is a designer of funky hats
who suffers from a possibly justifiable weakness of the ego. She
lives with a graffiti artist named Stash (Adam Coleman Howard)
who has a definitely unjustified air of superiority. Before they
finally break up, this tedious pair go to many noisy parties and
performance-art evenings. Along the way, art-world fights,
flirtations and fornications are noted but not explored in a
script that is always lumbering off up aimlessly false trails.
Indeed, many characters are written so dimly that it is often
hard to tell one from the other.
</p>
<p> The fault is not entirely Janowitz's. Her only hope was to
find a director who could either respond avidly to the sexual
and creative energies of the avant-garde scene or take a
satirical cudgel to it. Instead, she drew distant, enervated
James Ivory (A Room with a View, Heat and Dust, The Bostonians),
who never seems to engage fully with any subject he has tackled
and who has never been more fastidiously withdrawn than he is
here. In this case, however, audiences will be well advised to
follow his example.
</p>
</body></article>
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