Okay, so as a film, “I Am Sam” is pretty lousy, but IT MEANS WELL!!! It’s about people who might seem dif-diff, huh, different, you know, but they’re good people, as much as the next guy. They might not be sma-art, but they know what lo-ove is, aw’ight ? So we meet this dude named Sam, like Sam in the book “Green Eggs and Ham” by Dr. Seuss, which is HIS FAVORITE BOOK, TOO!!! Sam’s got a neat job at Starbucks sorting sugar packs and stuff, and he’s got some great friends who are different too, be it the paranoid nut, the fact-obsessed freak or your garden variety of dim-witted autistic man-child, and better yet, he’s got the CUTEST DAUGHTER IN THE WORLD!!!
She’s Lucy, whom Sam had with a homeless woman who was staying over and bailed after giving birth. It’s Lucy Diamond actually, like the song from The Beatles, Sam’s favoritest band, whom he looks up too for inspiration. Too bad for her, anyway Sam loves being with Lucy, and he’s got the recluse woman next door to help him out, not to forget all his nice friends, with whom he hangs out in coffee shops, and they have video nights, and IT’S ALL FUN AND GIGGLES!
Being a retard is a big sitcom, like that lady MaryAnn Johanson wrote in her review, but as she also pointed out, we’re in for A Very Special Episode of “I Am Sam”. They say Sam’s got the IQ of a 7 year old, which is the age of his little girl, you see, so she’s just about smarter than her big man. Will he be able to keep on raising her? The ladies and gents at Social Services don’t think so, and THEY TAKE AWAY LUCY!! UH OH!! Sam not happy, so he goes to this big lawyer lady Rita, lovely Rita meter maid, whom he couldn’t afford, but he somehow guilt trips her into representing him pro bono, FOR FREE!! Then they go to court a lot, A WHOLE LOT, Sam wants to see Lucy again, who’s in a foster family now, and er, Rita has parental problems too, because even though she’s super smart, she can’t connect with her son. It’s all pretty damn sad, but DON’T WORRY!! If everyone isn’t smiling in the end, this wouldn’t be I AM SAM!!!
Here’s a shameless tearjerker of a movie, an utterly artificial serving of sap and corn, a textbook example of cynical Hollywood suits trying to appease their conscience by making a picture which Means Something, with a nice little Lesson of Tolerance. So they bankrolled Jessie Nelson, a writer-director who REALLY MEANS WELL, but is kind of retarded about filmmaking. Her “I Am Sam” is manipulative and contrived, with one-dimensional character who go through unconvincing changes and twists as predictable as they are unlikely. Worse, it’s all badly shot, with generally ridiculous attempts at visual flair that don’t add up to more than shaky camerawork and countless musical montages.
Well, regarding those, I have to say that I liked the use of an all-Beatles soundtrack, even though that says more about the timelessness of Lennon and McCartney’s songs than about the movie, which just leeches off them. The way Sam is always comparing whatever happens to the lives of John and Paul and the others is kind of idiotic but still, MAN I LIKE THAT MUSIC!!! Of course, we don’t get to hear the original recordings, as whoever owns the Fab Four catalogue (is it still Jacko?) asks way too much for the rights, but I enjoy most of the covers (by the likes of Eddie Vedder, Sarah McLachlan, Rufus Wainwright, the Wallflowers, Ben Folds…), especially Michael Penn and Aimee Mann’s rendition of “Two of Us”.
Okay, so I’m panning the film so far, but I actually kind of enjoyed it. Yes, it’s maudlin, overlong and allergic to depth, but at its core it’s about something it’s hard not to be moved by: unconditional love between a father and his daughter. Furthermore, as Sam and Lucy, they made A VERY GOOD CHOICE in casting Sean Penn and little Dakota Fanning. Penn’s loud and overly enthusiastic behaviour is embarrassing, but only for a little while until he virtually disappears in the part and we accept this Sam character in all his childish, unkempt glory. He becomes all the more endearing as we witness how he nearly pours love over his little girl. Fanning is truly a delight, the kind of kid every one would want, and her and Penn REALLY MAKE A WONDERFUL PAIR!!
Hence, no matter how misguided the film can be, despite all the lapses in common sense, despite how Michelle Pfeiffer seems as cold and distant as the lawyer she (badly) plays, despite scene after scene ringing false, despite the whole of Laura Dern’s foster mom’s involvement in the last act not working in the least… Well, nearly every time Sam and Lucy were together, all smiles and hugs, I got teary-eyed. Therefore, it’s pretty hard to out-and-out trash the movie. If you hate movies which insult your intelligence and make you overdose on sweetness, by all means avoid this one. But if, like me, you’re a sucker for Hollywood retards, adorable kids and the Beatles, you might find some enjoyment in this mess of a movie. HOORAY FOR SAM!!!