“Fences” is obviously adapted from a play. It helps to keep
reminding yourself of this as you watch. That way you can get past
the long speeches in confined areas without succumbing to the
unreality of all. People act differently within the confines of a
play and when they are brought into the wide open of movies it can
seem weird. So it is best to come into this movie with that
expectation.
The biggest choice any adapter of a play needs to make is how much of
the talking of the play should be ditched for scenes of action.
Director Denzel Washington ditches so little of the lines that it
hardly makes sense for to see “Fences” as a movie. If you can see
it as a play, do that instead, the immediacy of the live medium will
make it more exciting and easy to follow. Not that “Fences” is a
bad adaptation. Denzel’s directs in long takes and makes everyone
speak very quickly. This helps move the whole thing along even if it
must as designed stay in a backyard for the most part.
Denzel stars as Troy Maxson, an arrogant man who bitterly notices that his life
was unfair and that he is too old to get a better one. He is a
garbage truck hauler with ambitions to be a garbage
truck driver. He also wants to turn back the clock about thirty years and play baseball in the major leagues. He once was a very good ball player., but as the play
goes along it becomes clearer and clearer that he didn’t really
have a chance to make it. Everything went against
him: racism, non-existent parents, his own character. It is
hard to tell where societies ills end and where his weaknesses start.
This blinds him to the promise of his children, his relatively good
life, and his own faults. There are several dramatic scenes that
start with this man being on the high road talking a lot and end with
his moral grandstanding backfiring. A good example is when his grown
son, a musician, asks to borrow ten dollars. He makes a big scene
about how his son should get a real job and not mooch. Then it turns
out that Denzel was in prison for his son’s childhood and really
does owe his son ten dollars every now and again no matter how old he
is.
His wife, played by Viola Davis, is a standard long suffering wife.
She is an upstanding reasonable woman, the sort of character whose
personality is sacrificed to provide a foil to more complex and
interesting people. Someday someone might make a story about a guy
like Denzel, (“which has happened many times before think “Death
of a Salesman”) about a woman instead. Maybe once the 60s roll
around again.
All in all, there is great acting in “Fences.” There is almost
nothing else and no potential for anything else. And I’m not sure
if anyone else noticed, but there is only one fence in “Fences.”
This movie should really be called “Fence.”