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By Mark Feeney
GLOBE STAFF
In person, Molly Ivins
wasn’t quite larger than life,
even if she was 6 feet tall. “It re-
ally does make a difference if
you tower over your editor,” we
hear her say in Janice Engel’s
lively documentary, “Raise
Hell: The Life & Times of Molly
Ivins.” Her persona, though,
sure was larger than life: brash,
funny, smart, colorful. Newspa-
per columnists tend not to get
documentaries made about
them, but newspaper colum-
nists tend not to be anything
like Ivins. At the height of her
popularity, in the late ’80s and
’90s, her column ran in upward
of 400 newspapers; and she cut
an even wider swathe, thanks
to frequent television appear-
ances and best-selling books
like “Molly Ivins Can’t Say
That, Can She?” (1993) and
“You Got to Dance With Them
What Brung You” (1998).
There’s no breed quite like
the Texas liberal, and Ivins was
the species at its most spectacu-
lar. Knowing you’re doomed to
defeat, as any sensible Texas
liberal does, can be wonderful-
lyliberating.“Haveagoodtime
when you’re fighting for free-
dom,” Ivins once said. “We
don’t always win, and it might
be the only good time you
have.” In that advice, shrewd-
ness meets sad experience,
with the wisdom it bespeaks is
anything but sad.
“Freedom’s just another
word for nothin’ left to lose,” or
so Kris Kristofferson (of the
Brownsville, Texas, Kristoffer-
sons) would have us believe.
Those words were most fa-
mously sung by Janis Joplin (of
the Port Arthur, Texas, Joplins).
Ivins was something like a
cross between Kristofferson
and Joplin: part good old boy
(distaff division); part full-
throated, tangle-haired star.
Giving no quarter, she expected


none in return.
More important, she clearly
had so much fun doing it. Ivins
was three parts comedian to
two parts avenging angel. As
ratios go, that one’s hard to
beat. What’s the classic gun-
slinger line, “Smile when you
say that, pardner”? When Ivins
said something — when she
wrote something, too — she
didn’t just smile, she grinned.
The documentary would
seem to labor under a severe
handicap: its subject’s absence.
Ivins died in 2007, of cancer.
Only 62, she had packed an aw-
ful lot of living into those six
decades. That presumed disad-
vantage turns out not to be an
issue. When Ivins was alive, she
was really, really alive; and
there’s so much footage of her
being interviewed and giving
speeches that she is very much
a living presence in the film.
She lights it up, not unlike how
she lit up the printed page.
Along with the many film
clips of Ivins, we hear from

family, friends, colleagues.
There’s also the occasional
here-for-name-value celebrity.
Fellow Texan Dan Rather has
something to add. MSNBC’s
Rachel Maddow doesn’t.
Engel efficiently takes us
along the path of Ivins’s life and
career: growing up in pre-civil
rights Houston, starting at The
Houston Chronicle after col-
lege, moving on to The Minne-
apolis Tribune, then co-editing
The Texas Observer (where she
found her voice and hit her
stride). The New York Times,
Ivins’s next employer, did its
best to quiet that voice — no
one could silence it. Back in
Texas, she found her true call-
ing, as a columnist, first at The
Dallas Times Herald, then The
Fort Worth Star-Telegram.
So much of Ivins’s impact in
the documentary has to do
with her voice. It’s an aural
marvel, the product of Texas
drawl, years of smoking, and
the self-awareness of a born
performer. You might describe
the specific timbre as honeyed
jalapeno with whiskey notes (in
life, her preferred beverages
were beer and wine). Ivins
wrote the way she spoke, and
even the various Texas malefac-
tors and nincompoops she pil-
loried found themselves liking
her — or most of them did, any-
way.
Among the many interest-
ing things to be learned from
“Raise Hell” is what a peculiar
sort of Texan Ivins was. In that
peculiarity, she was, perhaps,

not unlike her great nemesis
George W. Bush, whom she fa-
mously dubbed “Shrub.” Dubya
was the son of a president and
went to Phillips Andover and
Yale. Ivins was the daughter of
the president of Tenneco and
went to Smith (as had her
mother and grandmother) and
studied for a year in Paris at the
Institute of Political Science.
At odd moments, Ivins’s per-
son peeks out from behind the
persona: her unhappy child-
hood and adolescence, a funda-
mental loneliness and apart-
ness made all the more acute
by her gregariousness, a capaci-
ty for self-destructiveness of
which the most obvious sign
was her alcoholism (she did
stop drinking several years be-
fore her death). What’s stimu-
lating and fun about “Raise
Hell” is quite stimulating and
fun. But the more smitten you
become with its subject — and
it’s hard not to be — the more
you feel there’s something
missing or that what isn’t miss-
ing is yet too thin. “I didn’t fit
in at Smith,” she says at one
point, “but I didn’t fit in any-
where, so that wasn’t such an
unusual experience.” There’s a
sense in which Ivins doesn’t
quite fit in the documentary ei-
ther — or rather what fits in is
great, but what doesn’t fit in
(emotionally, personally) —
gets left out, and that matters a
lot.

Mark Feeney can be reached at
[email protected].

MOVIE REVIEW

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RAISEHELL:THELIFE&TIMES
OFMOLLYIVINS
Directed by Janice Engel.
Written by Engel and
Monique Zavistovski.
At Kendall Square.
93 minutes. Unrated (as PG-
13: smokin’, drinkin’, cussin’,
lots and lots of cussin’)

ROBERT BEDELL/MAGNOLIA PICTURES
The late Molly Ivins is profiled in “Raise Hell: The Life & Times of Molly Ivins.”

Molly


Ivins


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Hell’


by Driver”) as the adult version,
a smoothly confident young
dealer in antique furniture, and
the gifted Oakes Fegley (“Pete’s
Dragon,” “Wonderstruck”) as
12-year-old Theo, reeling in the
aftermath of a museum bomb-
ing that killed his mother and
left him somehow alive.
Theo has come out of the di-
saster with a ring given to him
by a dying man and a small oil
painting, “The Goldfinch,”
painted by the Dutch master
Carel Fabritius in 1654 before
he himself was killed in an ex-
plosion. To the world, it’s a
theft; for Theo, it’s a talisman of
trauma.
Tartt’s novel is loaded with
deftly drawn characters, many


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of them members of the Bar-
bour family, the wealthy Man-
hattan clan that takes Theo in
after the bombing. Mrs. Bar-
bour (Nicole Kidman) is a gen-
tle mother figure; the father
(Boyd Gaines), a WASP blow-

hard. Theo’s friend Andy (Ryan
Foust) is a much-bullied braini-
ac, and there’s a snippy sister,
Kitsey (Willa Fitzgerald), who
will figure later in the proceed-
ings — another echo of Dickens
and of latter-day acolytes like
John Irving.
The mysterious ring, mean-
while, leads Theo to a Green-
wich Village antique shop run
by the sage James “Hobie” Ho-
bart (Jeffrey Wright), whose up-
per floors are home to Pippa
(Aimee Laurence), another sur-
vivor of the bombing. So Theo
has a home, a mentor, and a
crush; all seems well.
His upper-class idyll is inter-
rupted, however, by the reap-
pearance of Theo’s father, Larry
(Luke Wilson), a rambling,
gambling ne’er-do-well with a

chippie girlfriend (Sarah Paul-
son, snapping her gum like a
1930s Warner Brothers hero-
ine) and a home on a dead end
desert road in Las Vegas. There
Theo befriends a Russian class-
mate, Boris (Finn Wolfhard of
“Stranger Things”), and learns
the pleasures of recreational
drugs.
If this sounds schematic, a
stone skipping across the wa-
ters of plot, that’s how it feels in
the playing. “The Goldfinch” is
a series of visual re-creations of
events whose emotional and
even physical interiors were ex-
plored in far greater detail in
the book. The characters shut-
tle by as if on a revolving stage,
and only those performers with
genuine presence — Kidman
and Wolfhard among them; the
actors playing the two Theos
less so — truly punch through
the caul of dutiful intentions.
“The Goldfinch” isn’t great
literature but it is a good read.
By breaking up the chronology
and yanking the audience back
and forth between Theo’s
fraught youth and crisis-ridden
present, though, the film pre-
vents an audience from gaining
emotional traction. This is a
classic example of the way pop-
ular novels have always been
turned into DOA movies, with
tasteful production values, ear-
nest acting, and a patina of lit-
erary respect that subordinates
the themes while remaining at
odds with what makes a movie
work as a movie. Crowley has
given us an expertly designed
bookmark that mostly makes
you want to get back to the
book.

Ty Burr can be reached at
[email protected]. Follow
him on Twitter @tyburr.

MOVIE REVIEW

YY
THEGOLDFINCH
Directed by John Crowley.
Written by Peter Straughan,
based on the novel by Donna
Tartt. Starring Ansel Elgort,
Oakes Fegley, Nicole Kidman,
Luke Wilson, Finn Wolfhard,
Jeffrey Wright. At Boston-
area theaters. 149 minutes.
R (drug use and language).

‘Goldfinch’ doesn’t take wing


MACALL POLAY

Nicole Kidman and
Ansel Elgort in “The
Goldfinch.”

Previouslyreleased
YYYBlindedbytheLightA
Pakistani teenager (Viveik Kal-
ra) in 1980s England finds his
voice and his courage in the
music of Bruce Springsteen.
Sentimental, predictable — and
a thoroughgoing joy, with just
enough rage coursing beneath
the musical ecstasy and com-
ing-of-age tropes to give it bite.
Directed by Gurinder Chadha
(“Bend It Like Beckham”).
(117 min., PG-13) (Ty Burr)
YYYBrittanyRunsaMara-
thonA dyspeptic NYC party girl
tries to turn her life around by
talking up jogging. A crowd-
pleaser that earns its runner’s
high step by sometimes awk-
ward step, it’s saved from over-
earnestness by Jillian Bell’s gra-
ciously caustic lead perfor-
mance. An audience award-
winneratthisyear’sSundance.
(104 min., R) (Ty Burr)
YYYFiddler:AMiracleof
MiraclesFor those who might
regard “Fiddler on the Roof” as
just another warhorse musical
and a favorite of dinner theater
and high school drama societ-
ies, Max Lewkowicz’s rowdy
and informative documentary
might change their minds.
(92 min., PG-13) (Peter
Keough)
YYYTel Aviv on FireUnder-
achieving Salam, a 40-some-
thing Palestinian living in Jeru-

salem, lands a job as a writer
on a soap opera after a chance
meeting with Assi, an Israeli
soldier. When Assi and the
show’s financial backers butt
heads over the season finale,
absurdity ensues. (97 min., un-
rated) (Nora McGreevy)
YYYYToyStory4As hoped
for (but not really expected), a
hugely entertaining and emo-
tionally resonant pleasure for
audiences of all ages. Woody
and company hit the road and
contemplate duty versus per-
sonal autonomy while mixing it
up with an enlivened spork and
an antique store Chatty Cathy.
With Tom Hanks and the usual
gang, plus Christina Hendricks
and Tony Hale. (100 min., G)
(Ty Burr)

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