Comedy isn't the champagne of bottled beers; it's champagne, period, a delicate and perfect achievement in itself when it works. That's why it's frustrating when great comic performers feel compelled to prove themselves in what we so solemnly call dramatic roles. The late, scarily brilliant Robin Williams stumbled into love-me mawkishness whenever he played child-cancer docs and the like. A more recent example is Kristen Wiig: In Liza Johnson's 2013 Hateship Loveship, she turned off every watt of her extraordinary deadpan sparkle to become a drab nanny; as a
But then, maybe because so much comedy comes from the darkest places to begin with, it is possible for a comic performer to take the quicksilver flash that makes him or her funny and atomize it into something that goes beyond laughter. That's what Sarah Silverman achieves in I Smile Back, Adam Salky's adaptation of Amy Koppelman's novel about a woman — a wife and mother — undone by depression. I Smile Back is a housewife-crackup drama, though you don't have to be a housewife, or on the verge of cracking up, to respond to it.
Silverman has never had a part that demanded so much.
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But we know early on that something isn't right; perhaps nothing is right. When Laney's young daughter appears with an irresistibly scruffy dog in her arms — "His name is Bingo, and he needs you" — Laney's eyes go cold. The dog is the family's new addition, one she didn't know was being added, but still, her lack of responsiveness is chilling. Laney does normal wife-and-mom stuff one minute, like packing the kids' lunches with affectionate precision; the next, she's cutting to the bathroom for a line of cocaine. She's sleeping with a guy who's not her husband. She consumes only lollipops and no real food — her husband scolds her for this in front of the children, and she turns it into a wild joke that makes them laugh nervously. She comforts her son after he wakes in terror from a nightmare; one of the dream's key components is that he can't "reach" her because she's wearing earphones, but it's easy to see that in real life, earphones aren't the problem.
Laney is headed for a fall, and
But this performance is bold in a much quieter way — there's something veiled and controlled about
Robin Williams wasn't the first comic — nor will he be the last — to reveal that it's the funniest people who are often hiding the most. (Judd Apatow tried to mine that idea, with middling success, in his 2009 Funny People, in which Silverman briefly appeared, playing herself.) Silverman's openness seems healthier. As a comic, her neediness is both self-evident and no big deal — she frees us to laugh at her without having to worry deeply about her psyche. And as an actor, she draws from whatever darkness is inside her without steeping in it. It also doesn't hurt that she's one of the great, offbeat comic beauties: Her features are as mobile and expressive as a James Thurber cartoon, only finer and prettier, and they're matched perfectly by that vaguely
I Smile Back
Starring Sarah Silverman, Josh Charles, Thomas Sadoski, Mia Barron, Terry Kinney, and Chris Sarandon. Directed by Adam Salky. Written by Paige Dylan and Amy Koppelman. Based on the novel by Amy Koppelman. Available on demand Friday, November 6.