Published: October 01, 2008 04:55 pm      

'Rachel' reviewed

Ever been to one of those weddings that just will not end? “Rachel Getting Married” is the cinematic equivalent, a movie with a powerful performance from Anne Hathaway but a story undone by the self-indulgence of director Jonathan Demme, who loiters interminably on some scenes.

Demme’s detours into documentaries (“Neil Young: Heart of Gold,” “Jimmy Carter: Man From Plains”) actually serve him well as he crafts a loose, docudrama style that infuses great authenticity into this anguished reunion tale of family and friends.

But Demme did the reflect-real-life thing almost too well. Many moments are genuine to the point where you feel trapped in a room with someone else’s relations in a marathon session of picking and clawing at old wounds.

As good as Hathaway and her co-stars are, a little of their characters’ recriminations and reproaches would have gone a long way. A lot of recriminations and reproaches is what Demme gives us.

Hathaway delivers a harsh, uncompromising turn that should put her on the best-actress short list for the Academy Awards nominations.

Hathaway’s Kym Buchman is a user and abuser, a woman who became a hopeless addict in her teens then sank even lower after her drug habit led to a family tragedy. Out of rehab for the wedding of her upright sister, Rachel (Rosemarie DeWitt), Kym returns to the family homestead and immediately tries to make the hustle and bustle of preparations all about her.

Kym and Rachel’s dad and stepmom, ably played by Bill Irwin and Anna Deavere Smith, try to make the black-sheep daughter feel welcome and wanted through a succession of awkward, often angry exchanges among Kym and her kin.

Much of the tension is deliberately initiated by Kym. Kym has interpreted the stages of her 12-step recovery program in a way that is horribly hurtful to her family, threatening the shaky peace that everyone hopes will prevail through Rachel’s wedding.

It’s a testament to Hathaway that despite the unpleasant depths she explores, Kym never comes off merely as the prodigal come home to douse a joyous weekend with her emotional baggage.

Kym dredges up unspoken guilt and blame that everyone else would prefer to leave buried. Against their will, the Buchmans undergo some kind of catharsis that may lay the foundation for better relations in the future.

Screenwriter Jenny Lumet has created the broad arc of what could have been a thoroughly satisfying and perceptive study of how families deny, confront and regroup in the face of the worst adversity.

Where “Rachel Getting Married” strays is in the details — an endless and often boring sequence of toasts at a rehearsal dinner, repetitive bickering between maid of honor Kym and a bridesmaid, a bizarre mini-drama surrounding a competition over who can load a dishwasher the fastest.

“Rachel Getting Married” is rated R for language and brief sexuality. Two stars out of four.