Broadway Bound

(Paul Bogart, USA, 1992)


If you’ve ever wondered why film critics regularly rail against stagy, talky filmmaking, take a look at the telemovie Broadway Bound, the third part of Neil Simon’s saccharine pseudo-autobiography after Brighton Beach Memoirs (1986) and Biloxi Blues (1988).

As Eugene (Corey Parker) and his brother Stan (Jonathan Silverman) blunder into the show biz industry of the 1940s, their parents (Anne Bancroft and Jerry Orbach) slug out their marital problems in the kitchen, while wise, deaf old Grandpa (Hume Cronyn) maintains a crotchety commentary in the corner.

Every character is a stereotype, every performance cries out in vain for a Grammy, every situation and emotion is telegraphed, every message is banal and sanctimonious.

None of this would matter if the film had a light touch. But Paul Bogart’s direction is leaden and graceless, theatrical in the worst sense.

© Adrian Martin July 1993

Film Critic: Adrian Martin
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