If Anything, ‘Oh, Canada’ Will Send You Down a Draft Dodgers’ Rabbit Hole
In Paul Schrader's new film, Richard Gere and Jacob Elordi portray the present and past Leonard Fife, the dying protagonist who's reflecting on his life's regrets. Unfortunately, I'm not sure he's that regretful about faking being gay to avoid the Vietnam War.
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In Paul Schrader’s buzzy new film, Oh, Canada, currently premiering at New York Film Festival, audiences spend an hour and thirty-five minutes getting acquainted with Leonard Fife (Richard Gere), the fictional protagonist in the 2021 novel, Foregone, written by Schrader’s longtime (now-deceased) friend, Russell Banks. Fife, we learn, is a famous documentary filmmaker confronting all kinds of regrets at the end of his life, including the abandonment of multiple women and his two children. You suspect you’re supposed to consider him to be a complex character, but by the film’s conclusion, he just seems like an unsympathetic piece of shit—quite the feat, considering he’s suffering from terminal cancer.
According to Oh, Canada‘s synopsis, Fife is “intent on revealing his long-guarded secrets and demystifying his mythologized life” during one final TV interview conducted by former students. He insists his wife, Emma (Uma Thurman), be there to hear what he says. But the central secret isn’t that Fife fathered two children and left their respective mothers without a word. Emma, we learn, already knew about at least one of the children from her own investigation. Instead, he admits to fleeing to Canada to avoid serving in the Vietnam War. The end. However, it’s not what he did, but how he did it that ultimately feels like the more significant revelation—at least, to me. In short: Fife feigned homosexuality and mental instability.
In the film’s final act, a young Fife (Jacob Elordi) reports for military assessment donning a jockstrap bedecked with pro-peace, anti-war doodles and doing…what’s that? Oh, nothing. Just a deeply homophobic impression of a gay man—limp wrist, and all. Then, during the interview portion of his assessment, Elordi takes the act a step further and begins speaking erratically and repeating himself as if borrowing from a caricature of a person who would’ve been lobotomized—or worse—a decade earlier.