, and also may or may not have an illegitimate Czech son, who arrives unexpectedly, hoping to introduce his unglamorous family to his celebrity dad. Elsewhere there are some loud, obnoxious Russians, with four suitcases bulging with currency in tow; and some loud, obnoxious plastic surgery veterans, who buzz around their beloved doctor like wasps. Fanny Ardant's dog has bowel problems. An adult film star breaks his nose while skiing. Mickey Rourke opens a bottle of champagne and the cork knocks his wig off. The eve-of-the-21st-cen){kind=link}
Mickey Rourke and John Cleese can’t save Polanski’s eve-of-the-millenium hotel sex farce – it’s easily the worst film in his career
In 2003, when Roman Polanski won his Best Director Oscar for The Pianist, the filmmaker was unable to collect the honour in person. Having fled the United States 25 years previously to avoid a custodial sentence for statutory rape, he would have been arrested on his return, and so the trophy had to make its own way to him in Europe.
Unless they start giving out awards for things like Earliest and/or Most Frequent Checking of Watches By Audience, Most Despair-Inducing Use of John Cleese, or Least Amusing Sex Scene Between a Dog and a Penguin, such logistical niceties are unlikely to be much of an issue when it comes to The Palace. Polanski’s 23rd feature, which premiered this evening at Venice, is surely the worst of his career: a soul-throttlingly cr-p hotel farce set at the Gstaad Palace in Switzerland on New Year’s Eve 1999, where lots of rich, demanding guests are causing havoc.
Perhaps Polanski cast Cleese in a talismanic capacity, given his own past expertise in this genre. Here he doesn’t play the hotel proprietor but a prattling nonagenarian tycoon who is celebrating his first anniversary with his much younger wife: providing he survives until the bells, the pre-nup conditions will have been met, and his fortune will also be hers. Mickey Rourke – who these days is apparently moisturising with creosote – also appears as someone called Mr Crush, who may or may not be a famous wrestler (the script doesn’t really make clear what he is), and also may or may not have an illegitimate Czech son, who arrives unexpectedly, hoping to introduce his unglamorous family to his celebrity dad.
Elsewhere there are some loud, obnoxious Russians, with four suitcases bulging with currency in tow; and some loud, obnoxious plastic surgery veterans, who buzz around their beloved doctor like wasps. Fanny Ardant’s dog has bowel problems. An adult film star breaks his nose while skiing. Mickey Rourke opens a bottle of champagne and the cork knocks his wig off.