I'd just like to take a moment to clue all the marketing flotsam atUniversal Studios in on a little factoid: Advertising your movie as a
heartwarming experience like "Field of Dreams" or "Fried Green Tomatoes"
is like stripping the clothes off your director and plugging his anus
with the antenna atop the Sears Tower -- it's just a matter of time
before gravity takes over and you've skewered the guy like a kabob.
People are perfectly capable of being had without advance advertising.
They understand that when they see an ad describing a film as
"heartwarming" five weeks before the movie is even released, it's only
because of the abnormal amount of residual heat generated by the
friction of filmmakers and studio executives standing around the
screening room slapping each other on the ass.
"October Sky" is to complex human drama what masturbating is to love. In
1957, Sputnik flies across the night sky of Coalwood, West Virginia, and
suddenly Homer Hickam wants to build rockets. He gets his two best
friends, Roy Lee (William Lee Scott) and O'Dell (Chad Lindberg), to help
him, then convinces school geek and resident genius Quentin (Chris Owen)
to help, too. The catch is that this is a coal mining town, and Homer's
dad (Chris Cooper) is a coal miner who'll be damned if he's going to
watch his boy ruin his life shooting rockets into the sky like
some sissy-boy.
Homer's father has all the introspective ability of a pickaxe. He's so
single-minded that you hope he doesn't survive when the inevitable mine
collapse comes (there's a mine, and it's a movie, so there has
to be one). Countering his father's negativity is Homer's teacher, Miss
Riley (Laura Dern), who's the typical lone voice of hope in this town of
toothless skeptics. Homer's mother (Natalie Canerday) is the '50s-mother
caricature, ever-understanding of her asshole husband, until that one
crucial moment when she has to demonstrate her toughness by
raising her voice slightly. If my heart was warmed in this film, it was from
boiling blood.