Picks and Pans Review: Fearless
Perversely enigmatic and dense, this cryptoreligious drama is like a jigsaw puzzle that's missing 30 percent of its pieces.
Bridges plays a San Francisco architect who survives a plane crash, is treated as a hero for having helped save some fellow passengers and develops one whopper of a posttraumatic stress complex, becoming convinced that he is not only physically immortal but is also some kind of god, going around muttering such pseudo-philosophical claptrap as, "People don't really believe in God. They just don't want to believe in not believing."
He is married to Rossellini, but in the course of consoling fellow surviving passenger Perez, whose toddler son died in the accident, he strikes up a sort of romance with her. This is only one of the issues left unresolved by screenwriter Rafael Yglesias, adapting his own novel.
The film, directed by the otherworldly obsessed Peter Weir, evokes the similarly themed, similarly unfocused Hero, with Perez overdoing the scowling as much as she does the grinning in her usual cutie-pie roles, working almost as hard as the overburdened Bridges, who never quite communicates the answer to the question of whether he is bonkers or in a state of shock. Hulce, as an ambulance-chasing lawyer, and Turlurro, as an insecure shrink who treats the crash survivors, provide most of the movie's credibility—and enjoyment. (R)