BY OWEN GLIEBERMAN
Crow (second from the right) plays the field in Sum
(Samuel Goldwyn, unrated) Russell Crowe, the young Australian actor
who's being groomed to become the new Mel Gibson, has a Cupid's-bow smirk and
the sleepy-seductive eyes of someone who has never entertained a moment of
serious conflict. It's refreshing to see this take-it-easy dreamboat play a gay
character--Jeff Mitchell, a plumber living at home with his widowed father,
Harry (Jack Thompson), who is so accepting of his son's lifestyle that he
greets the guy's latest date with a barrage of winky-poo sexual puns.
This adaptation of David Stevens' stage play is little more than a politically
correct sitcom--My Incredibly Tolerant Dad. Thompson's performance,
which involves a lot of mugging into the camera, is so cutesy and benign it's
insufferable (he's like Paul Hogan playing Harvey Fierstein's mom), and the
romantic relationships are borderline kitsch; the characters pursue their
respective suitors as casually as they drop Stevens' coy one-liners. But Crowe,
with his wry Aussie deadpan, is an actor to watch. What he needs now is a role
that will do for him what the Mad Max films did for Gibson--let his beautiful,
placid surface get good and riled.
Grade: C
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