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After Fox Searchlights Amelia spectacularly flamed out last October, the studio tries again to grab awards-season honors with another biopic starring and executive-produced by Hilary Swank. Gone is the Kansas-patrician enunciation and smartly tailored Depression-era trousers; as Convictions Betty Anne Waters, a Massachusetts high school dropout and single mom who put herself through law school to exonerate her brother, Kenny, wrongfully imprisoned for murder, Swank dutifully returns to the working-class, the caste of her past Oscar glory for Boys Dont Cry (1999) and Million Dollar Baby (2004).
Director Tony Goldwyn and writer Pamela Gray skip over most of the specifics of Waterss extraordinary accomplishmentthe GED is mentioned in one scene, and shes practically sharpening pencils for the bar exam in the nextto insert superfluous heart-tugging childhood flashbacks. The pint-size Betty Anne and Kenny, two of nine children sired by seven different fathers, are trotted out once too often to establish the origins of the unbreakable sibling bond. Mom Waters (Karen Young), distracted by man problems, pays no attention to the tykes, whose playtime includes breaking and entering the trailer home of a nearby German woman. As foster-home separation looms, tiny limbs flail, and brother and sister promise to always be there for each other.
The meagerly furnished residence that was once Betty Anne and Kennys romper room becomes, in 1980, a gory crime site; neighbor Katharina Brow is foundin the words of the crooked lady cop (Melissa Leo) who arrests adult hell-raiser Kenny (Sam Rockwell) for the murderstabbed 30 times and her head bashed in until her brains fell out. The perjury of two of Kennys ex-girlfriends (Clea DuVall and Juliette Lewis, reveling in snaggle-toothed white-trash high camp) sends him, in 1983, to the clink for lifeand Rockwell, usually a loose, pleasingly unpredictable presence onscreen, to actors detention camp, forced into the standard staginess of prison-visit scenes with Swank.
I will never accept it! Betty Anne declares, devoting the next 18 years to proving her brothers innocence. Instead of looking closely at Waterss enormous sacrifices and the toll of her commitmentperfunctorily depicted as falling asleep on her keyboard while writing her torts paper and remaining in her Cape Cod chipcovered bed for several days after her sons decide theyd rather live with their dadConviction presents its heroine as a construct of uncomplicated altruism and determination. She is, in other words, the perfect role for Swank, whose robotic eagerness to please, to perfect regional accents, to play up big emotions, and to collect statuettes has made her the Stepford Wife of the fall-movie season.
Swanks inauthentic pantomime of blue-collar grit becomes even more glaring in her scenes with relaxed supporting player Minnie Driver as Abra, a classmate of Betty Annes at the Roger Williams University School of Law. But as the script calls for the two women to work together to clear Kennya project that begins at the exact moment in 1992 when Betty Anne first hears the term DNA testDriver, like Rockwell, gets sacrificed to the leads bid for Indefatigable Heroine Greatness.
In all fairness, Swanks unsubtle performance is often an extension of the bluntly dumb lines she and other cast members must deliver. Around the time that a dazed Peter Gallagher shows up as Barry Scheck to leave stern phone messages for then-D.A. Martha Coakley, who ignored the DNA evidence, the failures of the U.S. justice system are expressed as fridge-magnet maxim: People dont like to admit when theyve been wrong.
Similarly, Conviction, its end title cards informing viewers of Betty Annes current activities, refuses to acknowledge the unbearable tragedy of Kenny Waters: Finally released from prison in March 2001, he died six months later after he fractured his skull in a fall. The deliberate withholding of this information doesnt make Swanks plastic performance any noblerit only patronizes the amazing real-life woman she plays and the complexities of her story.
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