|If only Patsy had gone throught DARE's|
"Keepin' It REAL (Refuse. Explain. Avoid. Leave.)" program!
"Mad Money" or "Baby Boom," which is frankly unwatchable after she leaves Harold Ramis and moves out to the country. So when I saw she was starring as a meth head in this Lifetime movie (on hulu for a limited time!), I assumed I would love it. She was Annie Hall, for fuck's sake! I even enjoy her as the mom in "Father of the Bride"!
Unfortunately, watching Diane Keaton play meth-head is kind of like watching the mom from Father of the Bride play meth-head. Her reaction to even seeing the drug is to start yelping like a mouse just ran over her foot (or Jack Nicholson just accidentally saw her boobs). While Lifetime is still allowing Hulu to air it, you can see what I mean in this clip: Diane (known as Patty McGartle in the film, which is based on a fictional true story) tries to stay off the meth for a night, and ends up tearing apart the house looking for her lost earring--I mean, any left-over crank. She ends up finding a baggie in the couch cushions and shoves the whole thing into her mouth, just as her kids come into the room to sadly shake their heads, failing to find her drug addiction wacky.
In typical Lifetime fashion, Patty is pretty much the worst mother ever, not only missing her teenager's first basketball game as starter, but making the little one cry. Her kids try to run away by convincing the guy at Greyhound that their mom is waiting for them in Chicago with money for their tickets, but Patsy stops the bus and slaps her son in a meth-induced rage. You can't help but wonder why no one's called child services, and wish that Patsy at least had the sense to try to keep them from being terrified of being killed by a drug dealer. At one point, she makes her kids lay down in the back of the car while she drives around muttering about how she doesn't know what they're going to do, then leaves them alone in their house, vaguely instructing the older one that his dead daddy's rifle is in the closet.
|Keaton is so unbelievable as a meth smoker, |
I don't even believe her as a cigarette smoker.
Of course, you can't really blame her, because the guy who hired her ("Hopkins") isn't a very good role model for drug dealing. He has a policy that all of his dealers smoke meth, and if that isn't bad business strategy, I don't know what is! One of my favorite scenes in the movie is the one below, which reminds me of being in the DARE. (Drug Abuse Resistance Education) program as a kid, when we were forced to play-act scenarios in which we'd say "no" to drugs. You'd be given a piece of paper that had a technique on just exactly how to say no, like "the broken record (just say no)" and "say you've already had some." A lucky classmate would get to play the drug user who taunts you with lines like, "C'mon, everybody's doing it!" and you would perform scenes just like this one from the movie:
Hopkins: I don't care if you never try this again, but I have to know if I can trust you.
Patsy: Why would that make you trust me?
Hopkins: Because it would.
In case you're reading this after Hulu pulls the clip off the internet, I feel the need to tell you that Hopkins is, of course, is wearing an exotic bathrobe and his trademark hat, and is drinking a goblet of red wine, as all villains do. He's a pretty bad dude, and after getting his dealers hooked on meth, he gets mad when they then steal some of the meth he gives them to sell. Like, really mad.
|Hopkins entertains at his lavish hideaway|
Patsy has no choice but to go snitch on Hopkins, and it turns out she's an even worse snitch than she is dealer or mother. When Hopkins leaves the room, she starts chattering to the police listening in on her wire, and then goes and reads the names of other drug dealers off of Hopkins' laptop (yes, he's really that bad of a drug lord). Apparently, this isn't enough to get the detectives a warrant, nor is the giant sack of meth he gives Patsy (drug dealers are so generous with their backpacks in the movies!). So the cops trail Patsy while she goes on the deal Hopkins has set up for her, which takes place, naturally, in a giant field.
After watching this "film," I strangely wanted to watch it again and again--but not with Diane Keaton in the lead. Instead, I think all actresses should have to take their shot at going from hard-working single mom, to drug-dealing addict, to frightened snitch all in an hour and a half (not counting commercials). Let's get Jennifer Aniston on in there, and J.Lo! (do people still call her that?) Amy Poehler! Helen Mirren! Tia and Tamera Mowry! We all know we'd tune in to the Julia Roberts version, and that Meredith Baxter would do it best....pretty soon it could be a whole new Lifetime spin-off network.