(2005) dir. Bennett Miller
Normally, I don’t cotton to films that end up being showcase vehicles for actors’ Oscar aspirations. In fact, I hate them so much and am so prejudiced against them that I don’t usually even waste my time watching them.
Capote, however, was recommended to me by people whose opinions I respect and was interesting enough, subject-wise to me to check out. And it’s good. It’s a good film and Philip Seymour Hoffman seems to have earned his little gold statuette with a very good performance. It’s a good movie.
I think what interests me about it is how this one event, this murder of this family, inspired the real Truman Capote to write his great novel, which then inspired a pretty notable film adaptation, which also seems to have inspired the book from which this current movie was adapted, and then this movie itself. I mean, it’s fruitful material, with this heinous violent crime (a family murdered with shotgun blasts to their faces), the strange, deep, complex friendship that Capote developed the murderer Perry Smith, and its intellectual, emotional, yet manipulative nature. The exploitation and complicity that Capote had with the murderers and their ultimate execution.
It’s a good film, with a compelling narrative, but I don’t know if it makes it into a compelling film itself. But it is good and it is interesting.