Saint Ralph-2004
Director Michael McGowan
Starring Adam Butcher, Campbell Scott
Scott’s Review #1,118
Reviewed March 3, 2021
Grade: C
Saint Ralph (2004) is an indie drama that is overly sentimental and includes too many standard plot points.
This makes the film ho-hum and extremely cliched.
It feels like the attempt was to create a major studio film in independent clothes, but without the grit afforded most indies.
There are plenty of standard setups and by-the-numbers follow-through, rather than anything different or fresh.
The film is too charming, safe, and feel-good for my tastes. Maybe there are just too many similar movies made, so it doesn’t stand out very well.
And since it’s an indie, shouldn’t it strive for more edginess?
The message is meant to inspire, and in a way it does, but that only goes so far.
Saint Ralph is a story of a young man triumphing over insurmountable odds- wonderful but unrealistic.
The religious elements of faith, miracles, and the Catholic high school are lost on me, but some may champion those elements better.
I did enjoy the 1950s time period and its share of decade trimmings and set pieces, yet too often they feel stagey, and any authenticity doesn’t feel fresh.
Rather, like actors clad in period clothing.
The lead kid who plays Ralph (Adam Butcher) isn’t impressive enough, though Campbell Scott, who plays a priest with more wisdom than he probably should have, is the best thing about Saint Ralph.
If I’m being harsh, it’s unintentional, but Saint Ralph is a film I’ve forgotten about a day or so after seeing it. I like a film that sticks with me and makes me think about, and Saint Ralph just ain’t it.
It’s classified as a tear-jerker, and I didn’t shed one.
Ralph is a troubled kid. His father died in World War II, and his mother lies ill in a coma. He smokes and masturbates, resulting in adult intervention by way of strict Father Fitzpatrick (Gordon Pinsent) and kindly Father Hibbert (Campbell Scott).
He is encouraged to run in the upcoming Boston Marathon, and he trains mightily with the right encouragement.
He feels that if he trains hard and wins the marathon, his mother will be granted a miracle by God, wake up from her coma, and live happily ever after.
I won’t spoil the ending, but the conclusion will satisfy pious audiences.
I embrace films that feature a character championing certain hardships, and Saint Ralph does contain a youthful innocence and earnestness that holds some appeal.
I felt myself rooting for him to overcome his problems. No kid deserves those hardships.
The weakness is that I felt manipulated. Since the intention was to root for Ralph, it was clear where the film was headed, and the predictability was at an all-time high.
The training sequences are reminiscent of any sports film. Think of a young Rocky Balboa training for an upcoming fight. And the saccharine ending is riddled with predictability.
Saint Ralph (2004) will ruffle no feathers and only appeal to mainstream audiences seeking safe cinema. Most people will not remember it very well.
