
Capraesque, The Majestic tells the story of a young, naive, screenwriter (Carrey) who suddenly finds his career on the rocks when he is named as a possible Communist, in 1950s Hollywood. Depressed, he gets drunk and drives up the coast of California. A car accident leaves him in a small idyllic town, with amnesia, where he is mistaken for the dead son of the local theater owner. Together with his 'father', he rebuilds The Majestic Theater and also the town's spirit. His real life catches up with him though, when the Feds, believing his sudden disappearance to be an admission of guilt, catch up with him and take him back to L.A. to face a Senate hearing.
At best this movie is sweet and funny. At its worst it is hokey and unbelievable. I admit that right up until he regains his memory, I was enjoying this movie. Near the beginning there are several old-time Hollywood references and in-jokes which I laughed at. And the town he winds up in is one of those places where everybody knows everybody, where the pace is snail slow, and seems the perfect place to live, especially in these stressful times. But after he regains his memory and returns to Hollywood, the schmaltz level goes through the roof. His speech during the hearing is so over the top that it completely negates any 'message' he might be trying to convey.
Poor dialogue and speechifying aside, Jim Carrey gives another great performance here. He has proven in various movies in his career, that he is an actor to be taken seriously, and not just as a comic. However, this movie is not the vehicle which will grant him the respect as an actor he deserves.
A nice attempt at recapturing Capra, but one that ultimately falls far short of its goal.


















