I’ve started and stopped writing this review a good half-dozen times by now, and I realize that there’s no way I can do this.
Life During Wartime is Todd Solondz’s follow-up to his movie Happiness, with the events taking place ten years after the events of the first film, but with all of the characters being played by different actors, who are all as great as their counterparts from Happiness.
Now, my conundrum is that Happiness is probably one of my favorite movies, and to describe why I so thoroughly loved Life During Wartime would include the same reasons why I so thoroughly enjoyed Happiness. I wasn’t sure if I should write a “My Favorite Movies” column for Happiness first, or a review for Life During Wartime. So, instead of separating them, I’m combining the two to let you know not only why Happiness is one of my favorite movies, but why, due to these reasons, Life During Wartime is not only a worthy sequel, but a very good movie in its own right.

Happiness follows a group of people whose lives revolve around three sisters: Joy, Helen and Trish. These include their husbands, children, parents, boyfriends, girlfriends, co-workers, patients, neighbors, and little-league teammates. These very same people also happen to be a variety of things including pedophiles, deviants, immigrants, thieves, divorcees, murderers, who all host a slew of their own problems, in addition to the obvious.
The basic idea of Happiness, as far as I can tell, surrounds the concept that we all do what we can to maintain this positive appearance, while keeping our true feelings hidden for fear of being exposed for our flaws, and possibly causing harm to the people we consider ourselves close to. Here, we are introduced to a slew of characters who exemplify this behavior, including, most notably, Dylan Baker as the pedophiliac psychiatrist, and Jane Adams as a free-spirited volunteer with low self esteem.

While all of the performances, from the more prominent actors to those who only appear in one or two scenes, are excellent, I feel these two performers and their characters exemplify what is so great about this movie. Dylan Baker does the near impossible, playing one of the most despised kinds of people that exist in this world, and creates him as a kindhearted man with a problem that he has no way of solving, almost as if he can’t be held accountable for his thoughts and actions, like they were more of a curse than something he could control. Using him as an extreme example of someone whose happiness suffers at the monstrousness of their desires, and the uselessness of their efforts to keep them hidden away, Solondz pulls off the unthinkable by making him a sympathetic character. We may not condone his actions, but we feel almost as if he has no control, making it all the more painful to see him succumb to his dark thoughts.

Now, if Dylan Baker’s Bill Maplewood exemplifies the seemingly average man with an inner darkness, Jane Adams’ Joy Jordan exemplifies the sweet but naïve girl who doesn’t know herself well enough to know what will make her happy, so she randomly grabs at relationships and situations with the potential to do the job for her. Adams plays Joy with this constant sadness, as a woman who strives for independence, but is stuck with such little confidence and such an overbearing family, she has no choice but to silently agree with their criticisms and insults. Even when she thinks she’s stumbled onto something that will finally turn out to be good for her, Joy always finds herself alone in the end, haunted by her decisions and the damage its done to her already horrible self esteem.

Despite how this may sound so far, Happiness is not a sad movie. In fact, I’d say one of my favorite things about it is how, even though it’s filled with such sad, horrible people with dark secrets and awful problems, there is not one moment in Happiness where I feel bogged down in the misery of its subjects. What could have easily turned into a melodramatic character study of the disturbed and depressed is instead a black comedy that never gets too heavy, despite its subject matter. Between the consistently subversive tone and Solondz’s trademark blunt dialogue and conversations, Happiness finds a surprising amount of humor and honesty in situations that would’ve just been used as sources of shock value by most other filmmakers.
It’s not really fair to assume how others would handle this material, however, as Todd Solondz has created somewhat of a niche for himself with his movies. Themes of judgment, hidden fears and problems, the horrors of adolescence, and the unending search for meaning and satisfaction in our lives are handled with such matter-of-factness and humor, there simply are no other movies being made quite like Todd Solondz’s. There are people who will look at Happiness and say that it promotes pedophilia and chooses to shock instead of tell a meaningful story, but I say these people aren’t paying attention. These are the people who choose to ignore how common all of the occurrences and people presented here are in the world, and may exist inside their own communities and families. Happiness promotes this idea as not only a way to make these characters relatable and sympathetic, but to also remind us that, to a certain degree, we’ve all got problems. We can pretend we’re better than the people in this movie, but until we solve our problems, we’re all the same underneath, just with different ways of coping.

And that is why Happiness is one of my favorite movies.

Knowing how I feel about Happiness and Todd Solondz’s other movies, my reaction to Life During Wartime should be no surprise. Picking up ten years after the events of Happiness, we find most of the prior movie’s characters still suffer from the same problems and perversions that they did ten years ago. As opposed to dissecting the impossible search for happiness, Life During Wartime looks at the nature of forgiveness and the unending search for normalcy when surrounded by dysfunction.

Unlike most sequels, the main difference between Happiness and Life During Wartime isn’t the themes or the story, but, as I mentioned above, all of the roles have been recast. Like in his previous film Palindromes, in which the main character is played by seven different actors, Solondz seems to draw no attention to this fact, making no reference to the changes of the characters ages, ethnicities or even race. People will ask what the purpose of this is, but that’s not important. The characters are so strong, you almost instantly know who’s who, and it’s almost as if nothing’s changed.
Life During Wartime does a great job as a sequel, reintroducing all of the great characters and their stories, but establishes enough of the backstory that anyone unfamiliar with Happiness can easily understand it. The uncomfortable, but honest character interactions stay true to those in the first film, but they never feel like they’re trying to shock simply for the sake of shocking. These interactions allow the characters to be honest with one another, which is a trademark of Solondz’s movies. There’s no time for his characters to be withholding or deceptive, that’s not what these movies are about. If there is a reason for subject matter to be as shocking as some people fear it to be, it is only to reveal a world to the audience that they were otherwise unfamiliar with. People are usually shocked by things they don’t understand, and I feel that movies like this attempt to introduce these subjects as a way to let people get over their preconceptions and, like Happiness, show them how we’re all in the same boat, no matter how different we may be.

Now, of course, aside from all of this, there are people who will say that the dialogue is unnatural and the performances aren’t as good as those in Happiness, or even that the movie is no good due to its failing to explore abstract concepts, such as forgiveness and guilt successfully. These people are entitled to their opinion, but I will disagree, and say that it is just as successful as Happiness is with its themes, and Todd Solondz has once again made a movie whose story and characters I not only felt very connected to, but who also reminded me of how much I liked them the first time I was introduced to them ten years ago.
9 out of 10.