And yet Characters remains one of MacLaine's crowning screen achievements, a performance of searing power and pain that is certainly superior to her ultimate Oscar winning one in Terms of Endearment. Though MacLaine herself dismissed the film as a failure, it nonetheless contains two of the most intense--if relentlessly emotionally tamped down--performances of 1970s film, by MacLaine and the superb Kenneth Mars, both actors completely erasing years of comedic star turns in one fell dramatic swoop. In fact, the entire film, largely a dialogue between MacLaine and Mars as an unhappy Manhattan couple, plays a bit like Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? on barbiturates. These characters, unlike Albee's volcanic couple, are too "proper" to ever really let their emotions loose, hence their Thoreau-esque lives of "quiet desperation."

The plot, such as it is, revolves around twin predicaments--MacLaine is bit by a feral cat she has been feeding, and Mars' longtime law partnership with Gerald O'Loughlin has just dissolved, to the consternation of both men. It doesn't sound like much, and it really isn't, but under Gilroy's low-key direction and with his absolutely unmatched ear for dialogue, it all unravels (literally) as the perfect dystopian portrait of life crammed into a city where everyone is aching to get out.

MacLaine's Sophie is alternately elegant, earthy, wounded and superior, and MacLaine has never been more commanding on screen than in her portrayal of a modern woman caught in the throes of a rabid society that has just reached out and touched her in a very real way. Mars is simply a revelation in this role. If you know him only through his inspired work in such Mel Brooks films as The Producers and Young Frankenstein, prepare to be amazed at the brutish power of his Otto, a brutishness buried under layers of mild-mannered banalities and well-heeled mores. The shocking denouement, when the couple finds that their country refuge has been vandalized, is a tour de force for both actors and will leave most viewers squirming uncomfortably as the webs these two have weaved with each other ensnare them.

Sada Thompson also has a nice turn as Sophie's friend Clare, an aging divorcee (whose husband still camps out in her loft) who brings the truths of what happens to women "of a certain age" home to Sophie one afternoon. Also look for Carol Kane in a quick cameo role as a hippie girl attending an upper west side party that MacLaine and Mars visit.

Desperate Characters is certainly not a film for those who need slam-bang action sequences or conflict spelled out in terms of good guys versus bad guys. For those willing to experience characters through their dialogue (and their silences), this is a widely undervalued gem that sums up the beginning of the independent film movement brilliantly, and it contains arguably MacLaine's finest performance ever.

The DVD

Video:
Like all of the other recent Legend releases I've seen, this transfer has some issues. Though it's presented in an enhanced 1.78:1 ratio, there's noticable damage and grain throughout. Colors are strong, though contrast leaves a bit to be desired. That said, this accurately represents what the film looked like upon release (with the exception of the scratches and other abrasions): Gilroy filmed this totally on location, using a lot of natural light, and that ambience is perfectly recreated here.

Sound:
The standard DD 2.0 soundtrack is fine, with no noticable hiss or drop-outs. Separation is minimal but all dialogue (and what dialogue) is crisp and clear.

Extras:
None are offered.

Final Thoughts:
This film should have netted both MacLaine and Mars Oscars. There's simply no justice sometimes. A downbeat, depressing film Desperate Characters certainly is, and yet it reveals some very deep truths about a certain stratum of city-dweller, and does so in a devastating way. If you think of MacLaine as a flighty comedienne, prepare to be stunned by her power and command of a difficult role in this film. Highly recommended.

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