The Quiet

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29
Generally Unfavorable Reviews
out of 100
'The Quiet' is Tone Deaf
By Christy Lemire, Associated Press

"The Quiet" is a drama about a pretty teenage girl who's lost her hearing — but did the movie itself have to be tone deaf?

Not a single moment feels believable in the film, which is trying very hard to be a sexy, intense psychological thriller but instead just feels lurid and exploitative. Not a single person feels relatable; everyone's actions are either deplorable or pathetic. Or both.

The worst part is that it wastes a talented cast, including Elisha Cuthbert and Edie Falco — actors we know can shine when given the opportunity. What they have to work with in "The Quiet," which was directed by Jamie Babbit from a script by Abdi Nazemian and Micah Schraft, merely asks them to sleepwalk through myriad suburban cliches, sometimes literally.

Cuthbert plays Nina Deer, a petulant, popular cheerleader who's misunderstood. Falco plays her mom, Olivia, who's passed out on the living room floor when we first see her, the result of her chronic pill-popping. ("It's hard work decorating, Paul," she mumbles to her husband. "I have to rely on the French and the Italians to send me fabric." Certainly Carmela Soprano can relate, but she has the benefit of better writing.)

Then there's daddy (Martin Donovan), who's entirely too close to his little girl, something that's hinted at early but in no time we're seeing him climb into bed with her — we're hearing Nina revel in describing their secret relationship in graphic terms that make you feel sick in the pit of your stomach. If this is intended as a piercing look at how pampered families can keep powerful secrets, it misses the mark entirely. Instead, it's just shameless.

Into this toxic mix comes Dot (Camilla Belle), Paul and Olivia's goddaughter who moves in with them after her father dies. Belle, the naturally beautiful young star of "The Ballad of Jack and Rose" and the remake of "When a Stranger Calls" is startlingly unglammed here, wearing Joan Jett's feathered mullet and no makeup.

Dot lost her hearing at age 7, after her mother died. So now for some reason she's stuck on the receiving end of everyone's unsolicited confessions. Sometimes the words are troubling (as when Nina tells her about the molestation) and sometimes they're unintentionally hilarious (as when a boy who has a crush on her, played by Shawn Ashmore from the "X-Men" movies, explains in detail about how much she, um, inspires him when he's alone in his room at night).

Naturally the secrets don't stay that way for long, especially since — that's right — Dot has a secret of her own.

Babbit previously directed the clunky "But I'm a Cheerleader," which also seemed interested in shocking for shock's sake. She also has a long list of far more wholesome TV credits, including "Malcolm in the Middle" and "Gilmore Girls." Here, though, it seems as if her main aesthetic influence was Adrian Lyne. Every frame of "The Quiet," with its overly styled blue-gray tint and hazy interiors, calls to mind "9 1/2 Weeks," "Fatal Attraction" or "Unfaithful," movies that actually were suspenseful.

If you're on the edge of your seat this time, it's only because you can't wait to rush out of the theater — and go home to wash off the stank.

Copyright 2006 Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.

"The Quiet" is a drama about a pretty teenage girl who's lost her hearing — but did the movie itself have to be tone deaf?

Not a single moment feels believable in the film, which is trying very hard to be a sexy, intense psychological thriller but instead just feels lurid and exploitative. Not a single person feels relatable; everyone's actions are either deplorable or pathetic. Or both.

The worst part is that it wastes a talented cast, including Elisha Cuthbert and Edie Falco — actors we know can shine when given the opportunity. What they have to work with in "The Quiet," which was directed by Jamie Babbit from a script by Abdi Nazemian and Micah Schraft, merely asks them to sleepwalk through myriad suburban cliches, sometimes literally.

Cuthbert plays Nina Deer, a petulant, popular cheerleader who's misunderstood. Falco plays her mom, Olivia, who's passed out on the living room floor when we first see her, the result of her chronic pill-popping. ("It's hard work decorating, Paul," she mumbles to her husband. "I have to rely on the French and the Italians to send me fabric." Certainly Carmela Soprano can relate, but she has the benefit of better writing.)

Then there's daddy (Martin Donovan), who's entirely too close to his little girl, something that's hinted at early but in no time we're seeing him climb into bed with her — we're hearing Nina revel in describing their secret relationship in graphic terms that make you feel sick in the pit of your stomach. If this is intended as a piercing look at how pampered families can keep powerful secrets, it misses the mark entirely. Instead, it's just shameless.

Into this toxic mix comes Dot (Camilla Belle), Paul and Olivia's goddaughter who moves in with them after her father dies. Belle, the naturally beautiful young star of "The Ballad of Jack and Rose" and the remake of "When a Stranger Calls" is startlingly unglammed here, wearing Joan Jett's feathered mullet and no makeup.

Dot lost her hearing at age 7, after her mother died. So now for some reason she's stuck on the receiving end of everyone's unsolicited confessions. Sometimes the words are troubling (as when Nina tells her about the molestation) and sometimes they're unintentionally hilarious (as when a boy who has a crush on her, played by Shawn Ashmore from the "X-Men" movies, explains in detail about how much she, um, inspires him when he's alone in his room at night).

Naturally the secrets don't stay that way for long, especially since — that's right — Dot has a secret of her own.

Babbit previously directed the clunky "But I'm a Cheerleader," which also seemed interested in shocking for shock's sake. She also has a long list of far more wholesome TV credits, including "Malcolm in the Middle" and "Gilmore Girls." Here, though, it seems as if her main aesthetic influence was Adrian Lyne. Every frame of "The Quiet," with its overly styled blue-gray tint and hazy interiors, calls to mind "9 1/2 Weeks," "Fatal Attraction" or "Unfaithful," movies that actually were suspenseful.

If you're on the edge of your seat this time, it's only because you can't wait to rush out of the theater — and go home to wash off the stank.

Copyright 2006 Associated Press. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.

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ReelViews: James Berardinelli
Overall this is a compelling and sometimes disturbing motion picture.Read Full Review »
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Village Voice: Ella Taylor
Thematically the movie never reaches beyond the ready-for-prime-time mentality that specializes in psychological shorthand.Read Full Review »
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Salon.com: Andrew O'Hehir
Babbit is skilled at creating atmosphere and mood, all of it creepy or sodden, and actresses Elisha Cuthbert and Camilla Belle put their hearts into their roles, which are, unfortunately, encased in a sleazoid TV movie of the week tarted up in art-school clothes.Read Full Review »
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Philadelphia Inquirer: Steven Rea
Trapped between edgy art flick and exploitation psychothriller, The Quiet manages to be neither, and manages to be pretty awful in the bargain.Read Full Review »
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Washington Post: Ann Hornaday
Creepy, creepy, creepy -- and not in a good way.Read Full Review »
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The New York Times: Manohla Dargis
Neither ambitious enough to take seriously nor sleazy enough to enjoy, The Quiet flirts with the trappings of exploitation cinema without going all the way.Read Full Review »
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LOS ANGELES TIMES: Mark Olsen
It never quite settles on whether it's a "Mean Girls" burlesque of teen life, an "American Beauty"-style bad-things-in-the-suburbs drama, or a wayward horror film. And it certainly never reconciles itself to successfully pulling off a hybrid of the three.Read Full Review »
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Boston Globe: Wesley Morris
Too confused to provide any thrills, even indecent ones.Read Full Review »
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ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: Owen Gleiberman
This dank and rhythmless ''psychological'' potboiler was directed by Jamie Babbit, who made 2000's "But I'm a Cheerleader," and though she has shifted tones from shrill camp to moody angst in The Quiet, she still thinks in stereotypes so thin that they put you to sleep the moment they open their mouths.Read Full Review »
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