movies where a promising young medical student commits flagrant ethical violations in the name of helping patients that the medical establishment insists are beyond help, resulting in both ineffectual academic censure and the death of the female lead
WHATEVER YOU DO, DO IT 100%. WHEN YOU WORK, WORK. WHEN YOU LAUGH, LAUGH. WHEN YOU EAT, EAT LIKE IT'S YOUR LAST MEAL.
AND YOU REALIZE THE THING THAT MATTERS ARE OTHERS. WAY BEYOND YOURSELF. SELF-GOES AWAY. THERE ARE A LOT OF AMAZING PEOPLE OUT THERE TO BE GRATEFUL FOR.
IT'S AN IMPORTANT THING TO TAKE CARE OF PEOPLE AND THINGS AROUND YOU, BUT IT'S ALSO AS IMPORTANT AS TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF.
While I didn't enjoy this film, that doesn't mean you won't. No matter what I say, the people involved in this project did it: they actually made a movie. That's something to be applauded. With that established...
Patch Adams is based on a true story, which is shocking. Not because a real-life doctor called Hunter “Patch” Adams existing seems impossible; because this film is so phoney, so emotionally manipulative, so misguided and manufactured not an ounce of it rings true. Obviously green-lit as a dramatic vehicle for Robin Williams, the story he’s given leaves a bad taste in your mouth despite his best efforts. It was a hit upon release and you can see why. This is exactly the kind of manipulative melodrama that would sucker indiscriminating viewers.
While self-administered in a mental institution, Hunter “Patch” Adams (Williams) finds that humou - rather than the cold, clinical attitude most doctors hold - yields the best results among the patients. After enlisting at the Medical College of Virginia, he questions the attitude his teachers hold towards the patients, raising the ire of Dean Walcott (Bob Gunton) and his roommate, Mitch (Philip Seymour Hoffman).
You can tell which scenes Robin Williams juiced up with his improv. Those moments are great and genuinely funny. The man had a warmth to him that made you believe in his character. Patch seems genuinely sweet and sympathetic. The rest of the picture is unintentionally funny when it isn’t cloying, overly sanctimonious and overbearing. I’m still shocked we didn’t get a scene of Dean Walcott slaming his fists upon a table yelling “Aaaaadams!” like the crusty dean in so many frat-centered comedies. The man’s a cartoon, a bizarro-world version of Patch who wishes every doctor could surgically remove their emotional glands to be as robotic as possible while practicing. This portrait of the medical world is an insult to doctors, who - according to this film - do not care about their patients at all.
I could criticize the film for diverging from the real story of Patch Adams but I won't. While the 47-year-old Williams is twice the age the real man was when he began his career, the casting is good. It's fine to stray from reality because movies are not real life. If you want to take liberties, however, do it to make the film more interesting. This brings us to the worst character in the film: Monica Potter as Carin, a fellow medical student. In a movie filled with stereotypes, she may be the worst; a love interest introduced where none is needed, a token female whose sole purpose is to serve the male lead. It gets downright offensive in the end but even before then, it’s kinda creepy to see Williams flirting with the then-27-year-old who tells him she’s not interested. He persists until eventually, she relents. It makes the sweet Patch seem like a creep and further undermines his character. Perpetually goofy and never seen studying (though we’re assured he’s acing his tests and brilliant at medicine), Patch steals medical supplies, bursts into patients’ rooms unannounced, invades people’s privacy and repeatedly ignores his superiors’ orders. You understand why doctors feel the need to remain emotionally distant from their patients. They're very likely to see someone in their care die. It happens in this movie. There is something to be said about being too cold but this movie takes things to such extremes that no one would ever want to be cared for by Patch.
Relying on one cliché after another and going for cheap sentiments every time is the favourite tactic of director Tom Shadyac but let’s not forget to blame screenplay writer Steve Oedekerk. Ultimately, Patch Adams is interested in giving Robin Williams a role. Everything else was an afterthought. (On DVD, June 7, 2019)
This week’s Monday Philm is Patch Adams (1998), just because it’s been on my mind lately. I’ve gotta say, it’s really grown on me since the first time I watched it. Maybe it is not a great film per se—but it has a lot of 90s charm and it’s also endearing in a sort of terrible 90s way.
The script is the main issue. The dialogue is just so weak. They have an amazing bunch of actors to carry it—PSH, of course, and Robin Williams and Monica Potter and Daniel London (who I saw last week in Synecdoche!) and some great supporting actors—but it’s so awkward and unsubtle. I think it’s especially clear in those bloopers between Phil and Robin, where they’re both really struggling to get those lines out without bursting out laughing at each other.
Still sweet though. Once again, I love media that makes intense stressful exhausting experiences like med school look like a silly fun time. Robin has such a warm presence on screen and you believe absolutely everything he says and does. I’d really like to explore more of his filmography—most of what I’ve seen are still his comedic, kid-oriented movies I watched growing up.
Mitch is a babe. A tattletale and a prude, but also a babe. It’s funny that after all this time I still get butterflies when Phil shows up on screen. He always offers something fresh and engaging to notice, another piece of the puzzle of his character. His lips are really nice in this one, too.