Venice Review: Paul Schrader’s ‘Master Gardener’
04.09.2022 - 20:45
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“I made a new life for myself from flowers,” marvels the green-thumbed Narvel Roth. “How unexpected is that?” To be fair, it’s about the only plausible thing that happens in Paul Schrader’s Venice Film Festival out of competition entry Master Gardener, an incredibly silly but fitfully entertaining noir-tinged drama that follows so neatly on from First Reformed and The Card Counter that it’s almost as if Schrader has patented his own sui generis subgenre, a mix of the sublime and the ridiculous that just about works if you’re prepared to walk the line with it.
Like the aforementioned titles, it’s another of Schrader’s “God’s lonely man” films, a concept exemplified in his screenplay for Taxi Driver. Master Gardener, however, has more of the melancholic tone of 1992’s Light Sleeper, and one can easily imagine Willem Dafoe in the lead, playing the dark angel with a disturbing past.
That said, Joel Edgerton is pretty captivating as Roth, the repressed workaholic gardener of the title who works for the icily flirtatious Mrs Haverhill (Sigourney Weaver), owner of Gracewood Gardens. Roth has a near-encyclopedic knowledge of gardening — as well may you by the end of it — but there’s something sinister bubbling away beneath that prim exterior.
It comes to the surface when Mrs Haverhill summons Roth to a meeting on the porch of her mansion. Her mixed-race grandniece Maya is coming to stay, she tells him with a starchy formality in a speech that covers all the bases of the 20-year-old’s life so far, and she would like Roth to take her on as an apprentice. Roth agrees, and up pops Maya (Euphoria’s Quintessa Swindell), who takes to gardening like a duck to water. That is, until her casual drug habit gets her into trouble with her
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