I start my Venus review with a curious observation: whoever chose this poster to advertise the film ought to be publicly horsewhipped. It is downright frightening, this disheveled old man staring back at me, almost dead-eyed. Moreover, it tells us absolutely nothing about what Venus is about. HE can't possibly be the goddess of love. Venus, Peter O'Toole's eighth and final failed Best Actor nomination, probably would not be remembered save for that sad distinction. That is a shame, as Venus is a good film about mortality and a mutual great awakening to the joys of life.
Relatively successful actor Maurice Russell (O'Toole) has become adept at playing corpses, finding fewer roles in his seventies. He exchanges pills and reminiscences with his acting friends and colleagues Ian (Leslie Philips) and Donald (Richard Griffiths). Ian is at first delighted that his great-niece is coming to London to care for him. He soon finds Jessie (Jodie Whitaker) a boorish nightmare. Ian begs Maurice to take her off his hands. The ever-rakish though secretly ill Maurice agrees.
As Maurice and Jessie start to know each other, they find the generation gap pretty large. Jessie, uncultured, uncouth and unsophisticated, is opening up to Maurice about her life. She occasionally teases him about looking and touching her, which he finds delightful. For his part, Maurice finds new vim and vigor despite his growing illness owing to his prostate. He does wine and dine her, but he also gets her a modeling job, posing for art classes. Maurice also brings art and culture into her life.
Still, Ian, who still dislikes his tart of a great-niece, finds their relationship, whatever it is, distasteful. As they all push and pull away and at each other, will Jessie grow in life as Maurice fades away from it? Will the lifelong friends reconcile before it is too late?
The title Venus comes from Maurice's nickname for Jessie, partially inspired by the Diego Velazquez painting Rokeby Venus at the National Gallery in London which Maurice shows her. Venus is a very brisk 95 minutes long, and in that time director Roger Michell guides his actors to very good performances.
At the top of the list is Peter O'Toole, who as stated earned a Best Actor nomination for the film. He handled the comedy well, such as when he does a pratfall attempting to see Jessie's first nude modeling. After accidentally barging in and causing a ruckus, Maurice attempts to play it cool by asking, "Is everything all right?".
O'Toole has a droll manner as the knowing rascal Maurice. Speaking about the nightmare that his great-niece is, Ian tells his friends, "Martha said there is no job in the countryside". Maurice observes in O'Toole's magnificent voice, "There must be some demand for barmaids and prostitutes". When persuading Jessie to go to a theater performance, he observes, "It won't be as good as Celebrity Love Island, but it'll be live".
However, in O'Toole's performance, we see the vulnerable, even regretful aspects of him. Some of his best scenes are with Vanessa Redgrave as his ex-wife Valerie. Here, just the two of them, we see Maurice coming to terms with his failures in love and more importantly, with his own mortality.
There is poignant moment where he and Ian go to a small church which contains memorial plaques to their fellow thespians, some of whom they knew, some whom they did not. As a chamber orchestra begins to play, these two BFFs begin an impromptu waltz, finding joy and acceptance that they too will eventually find their names here.
An aspect of O'Toole's performance that may go unnoticed is how Maurice, as a still-working actor, has a few scenes where he is acting in two roles: Maurice and whatever character Maurice is performing. In a clever bit of editing, we first see Maurice fall in Ian's apartment after essentially hitting the clubs with Jessie immediately followed by him in a hospital, surrounded by family begging him not to die. We soon quickly establish that the hospital is a studio, and Maurice is playing yet again another dying man. It was a clever twist in screenwriter Hanif Kureishi's script. Later, Maurice takes Jessie to a location shoot, where Maurice is acting in a Georgian drama. Made up in full Georgian makeup and costume, one briefly gets caught up in that story, showing O'Toole's range.
Peter O'Toole is a standout in Venus, bringing Maurice's joie de vivre as he accepts his impending death with grace, though not perhaps with a lot of dignity. This is a man who loves life but who also faces his mortality with a mix of fear, regret and acceptance.
It is hard to judge Jodie Whitaker in Venus, which was her film debut. She was fine as the tawdry but evolving Jessie. In fairness, she has a wonderful, quiet moment when she, while bathing, talks about a forced abortion to Maurice, waiting outside. Earlier, Maurice told Jessie that the sight of a beautiful woman would be the most beautiful thing that a man would see. When she asks what would be the most beautiful thing that a woman would see, after a pause Maurice says, "Her first child". It was not clear why that caused Jessie to become upset, but this scene explains that. We also see how, by the end, Jessie had changed for the better, the woman who terrorized her great-uncle by just lying about eventually became a responsible young woman.
In their smaller roles, Philips, Griffiths and Redgrave also did well. The interplay between O'Toole and Philips revealed a longstanding bond right from the start, where these two old men exchange medication and tell each other the pros and cons of red or white pills. Griffiths has some of the funnier moments, such as when he expands on Maurice's skills with women. Maurice, lover of words, assures his friend that he is "a scientist of the female heart" who can get Jessie off his back. Donald adds on that Maurice is "a professor of pussy", which shocks Ian and amuses Maurice.
Venus also features Corrine Bailey Rae's Put Your Records On, which dominated the airwaves back in the day. It does describe Jessie's evolved character, and lends Venus a nice, casually upbeat ending and chill vibe.
Venus is a short, simple story well told, with good performances all around. People who might worry that the May-December relationship is sordid I think might misread it. I do not see it as a sugar daddy-pretty young thing situation, though there are elements of that. It is, however, not exactly a grandfather and granddaughter type either. I put it as a strange dance between people who may not have sought each other out, but who ended up in better places thanks to their interactions.
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