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CABRINI

Producers: Leo Severino and Jonathan Sanger   Director: Alejandro Monteverde   Screenplay: Rod Barr   Cast: Cristiana Dell’Anna, David Morse, Romana Maggiora Vergano, Federico Ielapi, Virginia Bocelli, Rolando Villazón, Giancarlo Giannini, John Lithgow, Patrick “Patch” Darragh, Liam Campora, Jeremy Bobb, Federico Castelluccio, Giampiero Judica, Giacomo Rocchini, Andrew Polk, Mina Severino and Eugenia Forteza   Distributor: Angel Studios

Grade: C+

Writer-director Alejandro Monteverde enjoyed enormous, unexpected success with his last film, “Sound of Freedom” (2022), a tale of the battle against sex trafficking that was embraced by the evangelical community while engendering considerable controversy.  While it’s doubtful that his follow-up, about the Italian-born nun who became the first U.S. citizen to be canonized by the Catholic Church, will attract as large an audience, “Cabrini” is an almost endearingly old-fashioned biographical drama about a major religious figure–earnest and well-intentioned but also solemnly reverential, rather stodgy, and often dramatically cliched.

It makes no effort, moreover, to be a full biography.  Though the film offers a few flashbacks to Francesca Cabrini’s youth when, as played by Mina Severino, she is shown nearly drowning and being diagnosed as unlikely to survive long because of her frailty, it concentrates on the late 1880s and early 1890s, when the nun (Cristiana Dell’Anna), then in her thirties and having founded a religious institute in her native Lombardy, began her work of establishing the global network of charitable orphanages, hospitals and schools that, as a documentary-style summing-up informs us at the close, won her much admiration and renown by the time of her death in 1917.

In this telling, Cabrini approaches Pope Leo XIII (Giancarlo Giannini) in 1887 with a project for missionary action in the Far East.  He responds with a suggestion that she concentrate her efforts instead among the teeming Italian immigrant community in New York City, a group mired in poverty and treated with contempt. Two years later she and six companions arrive in America to revive an orphanage in the notorious Five Points area abandoned by parish priest Father Morelli (Giampiero Judica).  New York’s Archbishop Michael Corrigan (David Morse) does not welcome them, fearing their work might disrupt the delicate balance he’s developed with the powers in the city, including the mayor—here a fictional fellow named Gould (John Lithgow) rather than the historical Hugh J. Grant.  But Cabrini persists despite Corrigan’s objections, and eventually wins him over. 

Rod Barr’s screenplay mingles historical fact and dramatically-fueled fiction in depicting how Cabrini’s vision succeeds against formidable obstacles—beginning not just with Corrigan’s resistance but brutal opposition from some criminal elements in the Italian populace of Manhattan, represented here by a greedy pimp named Geno (Giacomo Rocchini).  He objects violently when the nun connects with Vittoria (Romana Maggiora Vergano), one of his prostitutes who becomes a volunteer in the orphanage.  That story thread is connected with another—Cabrini’s taking in the abandoned children who roam the city streets, represented by pals Enzo (Liam Campora) and Paolo (Federico Ielapi); the latter takes matters—and the gun his father had used to commit suicide—into his own hands when Geno threatens the nuns.

Any florid dramatic license that Barr takes in such matters—and in the depiction of a fund-raising Italian Festival for which she recruits an opera star named DiSalvo (Rolando Villazón)–is mitigated by his depiction of the practicality with which the determined nun confronts the forces that could undermine her work.  Her persistence eventually leads Corrigan to help arrange her acquisition of a property outside the city to allow for an expansion of her orphanage, and a kindly Irish doctor named Murphy (Patrick “Patch” Darragh) to aid in the establishment of Columbus Hospital in 1892 (although, admittedly, an arson incident here used to dramatize opposition to its founding is relocated from a later one in Chicago).  And her political savvy is demonstrated by her enlistment of a New York Times reporter (Jeremy Bobb) to publicize the deplorable conditions in Five Points, by her skill in confronting a powerful Italian politician (Federico Castelluccio) to secure political funding for her endeavors, and by her outwitting of the bigoted Gould by threatening him with the votes of newly-naturalized Italian-Americans.

Her interchange with Gould, in fact, encapsulates one of the film’s obvious themes—the recognition of the power of women.  Cabrini was always treated condescendingly because of her gender—when Gould, using words that were once actually spoken to her in a different context, remarks admiringly that she would have made a good man, the implication is blunt.  “Cabrini” is, in part, a feminist story—one whose message will still resonate for many within the present-day Catholic Church.

But there’s another way in which the film addresses contemporary socio-political reality: it’s a plea for the acceptance of immigrants, who, it argues, should be treated with love and respect rather than dismissal and abuse.  Anti-immigrant attitudes focused on the latest group of European arrivals, the Italians, in the late nineteenth century.  But the film implies that such attitudes are no less repugnant today when directed against others. 

Whether these themes will find the same warm welcome among those who applauded “Sound of Freedom” is an open question, but there’s no doubt that Monteverde has expended a great deal of effort to express them.  “Cabrini” is a handsome film, with an elegant production design (Carlos Laguna) and period costumes (Alisha Silverstein), and visual effects (supervised by Brian Battles) that are instrumental in recreating the era on a non-blockbuster budget. Gorka Gómez Andreu’s widescreen cinematography adds a painterly luster to the images, and though F. Brian Scofield’s editing is stately in the extreme, it suits the director’s vision.

Performances are of a piece with the seriousness of the piece.  Dell’Anna makes a committed yet controlled heroine, while Vergano and Ielapi stand out as witnesses and helpers in her work.  Monteverde has been especially canny in his choice of well-known actors to play major supporters and adversaries.  Giannini is convincing as a serenely avuncular but progressive Leo XIII, and Morse as a cautiously pragmatic prelate trying to maintain stability for his diocese in a society still riven by anti-Catholic bias.  As for Lithgow, he seems to be having a ball playing a nasty, ruthless politician quick to compromise when he calculates the odds are stacked against him.

“Cabrini” falls unquestionably within the faith-based genre, but it’s really a throwback to the sort of religious films that Hollywood made in the forties and fifties, and it might not appeal to its target audience in the way other recent pictures in the category have done. Meanwhile the subject matter might turn off more secular viewers.  It will be interesting to see how it fares in today’s cinematic marketplace.        

ACCIDENTAL TEXAN

Producers: Julie B. Denny, Melissa Kirkendall, Koen Wooten and Mark Bristol   Director: Mark Bristol   Screenplay:  Julie B. Denny   Cast: Thomas Haden Church, Rudy Pankow, Carrie-Anne Moss, Julio Cesar Cedillo, Brad Leland, Bruce Dern, Mark Nutter, Jake Ryan, AnnaClaire Hicks, David DeLao, Selase Botchway, Elizabeth Maxwell and Jennifer Griffin   Distributor: Roadside Attractions

Grade: C+

Mark Bristol’s adaptation of Cole Thompson’s 1999 novel “Chocolate Lizards” combines a fish-out-of-water story, an odd couple bromance and a David-vs.-Goliath oil patch tale in a mixture so anxious to deliver the goods that it winds up too gooey for words.  In material of this sort a little restraint can work wonders, and its absence can be fatal.  Fortunately in this case a good cast mitigates the damage.

The credits show recent Harvard grad and would-be screen star Erwin Vandeveer (energetic Rudy Pankow)—one wonders whether his agent hadn’t suggested he change his name to something more catchy—driving from Los Angeles to Bonaparte Studios in New Orleans, where he’s scheduled for a potentially career-making role in some sort of action movie.  But he’s quickly fired after the cell phone he’s forgotten to turn off sets off the pyrotechnics in his first scene early, destroying the elaborate set in an orgy of explosions.

As he drives back to California disconsolate, his car breaks down outside a small West Texas town called Buffalo Gap, and hiking to the local diner to seek help, he encounters not just welcoming waitress Faye (Carrie-Anne Moss) but Merle Luskey (Thomas Haden Church, doing his drawling bit amiably), a good-natured, loquacious if somewhat exhausted oilman who offers to help with the car but asks a little favor in return—putting some hysterical chickens into a car in the church parking lot.

It turns out the car belongs to Chad (Jake Ryan), a sneering banker who, along with his senior partner Brock (Mark Nutter), is planning to foreclose on Merle’s operation in a month, not only driving him into bankruptcy but his loyal drilling team (AnnaClaire Hicks, David DeLao and Selase Botchway) onto the unemployment line.  His only hope is to bring in a gusher within thirty days, and he thinks Erwin can help. 

How?  By using his acting skill to impersonate a canny “land man,” the fellow responsible for selecting patches of soil with promising oil potential.  In that guise he can infiltrate the local land office and learn what properties the bankers are securing options on.  This inane scheme works: Erwin is able to steal maps that have been prepared for them and, with Faye’s help (she and Merle are obviously meant for each other), the duo make a deal with quirky old rancher Scheermeyer (Bruce Dern, looking frail but with the same old snappishness), the one owner whose signature the bankers hadn’t been able to secure.  It becomes a race against the clock to bring in a gusher before the deadline, a task made more unlikely when the boys find that the bankers are in league with powerful Amarillo oil exec Max Dugan (no, not the character once played by Jason Robards Jr. but a crusty fellow here embodied by Brad Leland).

On the way to the predictable conclusion—a ridiculous sequence in which clips of a countdown clock actually interrupts the crew’s frantic attempts to finish the well while the conflicted sheriff (Julio Cesar Cedillo) looks on and ultimately makes the right choice—Erwin and Merle bond as they share memories of their troubled family lives, with the young man at odds with his father over his acting dream and the older one explaining how he dropped out of school to join his father’s business and later lost his wife and child.  In fact, the best parts of “Accidental Texan” lie in the scenes between them, since Church and Pankow have a nice rapport, capturing in brief strokes how the relationship between their characters develops.

On the other hand, the nuts-and-bolts of the oil-drilling scenario don’t bear even an ounce of scrutiny, from the implausibility of an East Coast boy so easily fooling folks about his expertise (and then stumbling into unlikely perspicacity in the business) to the absurdity of anybody in West Texas thinking that Troy Aikman’s first name is Roy (something that comes up when Merle gets Erwin to forge the quarterback’s signature on a ball for big fan Dugan).  The Three Stooges quality of the Chad-Brock-Dugan business is also hard to take, seeming to come out of a different, crasser picture.  And perhaps you too will be bothered by the sequence in which a sad widow (Jennifer Griffin), whom the bankers are also foreclosing on, offers her land for exploration, only for Merle to brusquely dismiss her because the time is too short; certainly room could have been made for some later alleviation of her plight.                            

Still, thanks to the performances the movie, imperfect as it is, remains easy to take.  Bristol and editor James K. Crouch wisely give Church and Pankow room to fill out their character in fairly leisurely fashion, and technically matters are pretty solid for a project operating on an obviously modest budget: Scott Daniel’s production design, Anna Abbey’s costumes and Matthew Wise’s cinematography are all of professional quality, and the score by Carl Thiel and Stephen Barber doesn’t soup things up overmuch.

“Accidental Texan” would have benefited from some rewriting, but even as it is, it’s a harmless, pleasant trifle to pass the time with, even if it falls short of the lovable crowd-pleaser it aims to be.