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Sunday, August 9, 2026

1979: Kramer vs. Kramer.

Divorced couple Ted (Dustin Hoffman) and Joanna (Meryl Streep) argue.
Ted Kramer (Dustin Hoffman) and his ex-wife, Joanna (Meryl Streep),
 clash over custody of their young son.

Release Date: Dec. 19, 1979. Running Time: 105 minutes. Screenplay: Robert Benton. Based on the Novel by: Avery Corman. Producer: Richard Fischoff, Stanley R. Jaffe. Director: Robert Benton.


THE PLOT:

Ted Kramer (Dustin Hoffman) is having one of the best days of his life. He has just landed an important client for his advertising firm, and his boss (George Coe) is putting him in charge of the account. It's a big deal for his career, and he is buzzing with excitement when he gets home...

...Only for his wife, Joanna (Meryl Streep), to tell him that she's leaving him, and that she's leaving their young son, Billy (Justin Henry), with him.

At first, he doesn't take her seriously, certain that she'll be back in a few days. As days turn into weeks, then months, it becomes clear that he has been left as Billy's sole caregiver. His work inevitably suffers from the demands of raising a young boy - but almost to his own surprise, he becomes a genuinely good, attentive father.

Then the unthinkable happens. Joanna returns, more self-confident and already successful in her fledgling career. She feels more herself than she has in years, if ever - and she announces to Ted that she wants her little boy and intends to sue for custody!

Ted with his son, Billy (Justin Henry).
Ted is left as sole caregiver for his son, Billy (Justin Henry).

DUSTIN HOFFMAN AS TED KRAMER:

Joanna leaves because she doesn't feel like a whole human being, but that could equally apply to Ted. He has defined himself by his job to the exclusion of all else. When he comes home, he pays no attention to his wife, just talking in salesman's patter about work while making a work-related phone call. When she announces that she's leaving him, it takes a moment for him to even register it.

Interestingly, his first reaction is the same at both work and home: To deny the existence of a problem. He cooks breakfast for himself and Billy the morning after Joanna leaves, and he's downright manic in his insistence that this is good and fun. Then he assures his skeptical boss that he's on top of everything and that there's no reason for concern.

Ted's shift in character is portrayed with subtlety, with star Dustin Hoffman gradually showing a more relaxed posture and injecting more warmth into his voice. I was particularly impressed by the two showcase scenes: first, when Ted rushes Billy to the emergency room after an accident; second, when he testifies at the custody hearing. These are the type of "acting" scenes that are practically prefabricated Oscar clips... yet Hoffman doesn't milk them, instead letting the emotion in his voice and eyes carry the moments.

Honestly, I half-wish that Hoffman's performance was lesser, if only because of his legendarily vile behavior toward co-star Meryl Streep. But I refuse to pretend that a good performance is a bad one, and his acting is exceptional. He's authentic and restrained in a way that makes a perfect fit for the movie's tone, and there's not one second that makes me feel as if I'm watching Dustin Hoffman, Actor rather than Ted Kramer. I'd have loved to have seen the award go to Roy Scheider's career-best work in All That Jazz... but if pressed, I'd have to reluctantly admit that the Academy got it right.

Joanna Kramer feels drained and defeated.
The film opens on Joanna, feeling drained and defeated as she prepares to leave Ted.

MERYL STREEP AS JOANNA KRAMER:

Meryl Streep won her first Oscar, and there isn't a doubt in my mind that she deserved it. Though the movie follows Ted, it opens on her, watching Billy while preparing to leave. It's a simple close-up, but we can clearly see her exhaustion and sheer defeat. When she leaves, she resists Ted's efforts to pull her back into the apartment, refusing to go back inside even to pick up her luggage.

She isn't seen again until nearly the film's midpoint, but that opening is strong enough that she remains a presence. Also, because she is shown first and at a personal low point, it creates early sympathy and puts the initially unlikable Ted in the position of having to earn the viewer's loyalty.

When she finally returns, she carries herself more confidently. She flinches when Ted rages at her, but she doesn't back down. She also holds her composure during the custody hearing even when Ted's lawyer tears into her. Streep is superb in that scene, particularly as Joanna absorbs his accusations of failing as both a wife and mother, clearly feeling those too keenly.

Ted and his neighbor, Margaret (Jane Alexander), become friends.
Ted and his neighbor, Margaret (Jane Alexander), become friends - and refreshingly, nothing more.

OTHER CHARACTERS:

Billy: Billy (Justin Henry) is fidgety, the way children are. He spills juice on Ted's work. He gets into a playground accident because he's careless. He can't keep still when visiting Ted's new office, swiveling back and forth in an office chair after Ted scoops him away from the high windowsill. He misbehaves and throws tantrums - then worries that Ted will also leave, fretting that the reason his mother left was because he was "bad." In short, he feels like a real child, and that helps the movie's emotional moments to resonate far more than if he'd been an idealized movie moppet.

Margaret: Joanna's divorced friend, who Ted initially blames her for his wife leaving. She is calm in the face of his anger, telling him how unhappy his wife has been and calmly deflating his rant that this ruined "one of the five best days of (his) life." Once Ted is taking care of Billy, they become fast friends, commiserating about their failed marriages while watching their kids on the playground. She becomes the one person he absolutely trusts, with him at one point asking if she would take Billy if anything should happen to him. Jane Alexander is appealing and likable, and the movie refreshingly keeps her and Ted as friends rather than introducing any romantic subplot.

Jim: At the beginning of the movie, Ted distrusts Margaret and considers his boss, Jim (George Coe), to be his friend. As his situation changes, those relationships switch places. When he tells Jim about his wife leaving, the older man almost immediately suggests that he drop Billy off with relatives. He is consistently unsympathetic when Ted has to act as a parent. I don't blame Jim for being upset when Ted misses an important deadline or neglects his work - but he also tries to stop Ted from picking Billy up from a party when the only thing he's neglecting is an after-hours office social.

Shaunessy: Ted's attorney (Howard Duff) warns him that the custody hearing won't be easy: "I'll have to play rough. If I play rough, you can bet they will too." He is honest enough to temper Ted's expectations, advising him that the fight will be expensive and that the outcome is far from certain. In court, however, he lives up to his initial warning, going after Joanna to an extent that makes even Ted uncomfortable.

Ted with his lawyer, Shaunessy (Howard Duff), in court.
Ted with his lawyer, Shaunessy (Howard Duff), who warns that he'll have to "play rough."

REFLECTING CONCERNS OF THE TIME:

With the benefit of hindsight, it seems evident that the Academy Award for Best Picture of 1979 should have gone to Francis Ford Coppola's Apocalypse Now. That's become a legendary cinematic release, while Kramer vs. Kramer isn't even particularly well-remembered by modern viewers.

But as I've said before, movies reflect the concerns and values of the cultures that make them. Shifts in gender roles and family dynamics were a major part of public consciousness in the late '70s and early '80s, and it's no surprise that this was reflected by the movies of that time. It is no coincidence that this and the following year's similarly themed Ordinary People won back-to-back Best Picture Oscars, with Terms of Endearment also nabbing the Oscar just a few years later.

I'd have picked a different winner all three times (Apocalypse Now, Raging Bull, and The Right Stuff, respectively). But at time of release, the winners dealt with concerns that audiences were feeling, and that combined with their high overall quality propelled them to success. Besides, my belief that another film was more deserving does not equate to there being a fault in the movie that won.

And Kramer vs. Kramer is a very good movie.

Joanna testifies at the custody hearing.
Joanna testifies. This was the scene that probably won Meryl Streep her Oscar.

OTHER MUSINGS:

Director Robert Benton's filmmaking choices emphasize authenticity, with techniques reminiscent of a documentary. It's not uncommon for scenes or parts of scenes to be shot through a doorway, as if we're catching a private moment from the outside. Wider shots or shots from a distance are favored, with close-ups held for specific moments or reactions. There's a wordless early scene in Ted's apartment that shows him and Billy getting ready for a new day. The camera remains stationary as the two move in and out of frame, a choice that helps to convey that we're witnessing a routine that has developed in the time Joanna's been gone.

This is a story that takes place over a period of time, and the script allows deliberate narrative gaps. We never actually see Ted and Margaret become friends, for example. They're just watching their kids at the playground, with it clear that a friendship has formed over time. Badly done, this sort of gap can come across as frustrating (see Irene Dunne's racism disappearing offscreen in Cimarron). Here, it works. I think part of that is that the situation is so simple and relatable. Ted and Margaret share similar circumstances as divorced single parents, the playground is clearly part of their regular routine, and so the blanks pretty well fill themselves.

This is a rare movie based on a book that, in my opinion, improves on the source material. The book's extended opening, following Joanna as her unhappiness spirals, has been discarded, so that the movie opens at the moment she's preparing to leave. Despite this major cut, Joanna actually comes across as a more complete character in the movie, thanks in no small part to Meryl Streep's performance. She requested changes so that viewers would understand Joanna's perspective, and she shows an effective contrast between the depressed, defeated woman of the opening scenes and the more poised one of the movie's second half.

The movie's ending is far stronger than the book's. I won't spoil it, except to say that both book and movie end in a narratively similar manner. However, the movie has the two Kramers interacting on screen, and the final decision is reached in a way that doesn't diminish either of them. This makes it a more satisfying conclusion.

Ted and Billy, exhausted after the first day of the court battle.
Ted and Billy, exhausted after the first day of the court battle.

OVERALL:

Kramer vs. Kramer trusts its audience. There are manipulative moments, such as the emergency room scene and Ted's testimony. But even these are played in a fairly low key, while most of the rest of the film plays out in wide and medium shots.

There's a sense of distance, as if we're witnessing a story rather than being thrust into the middle of it - and we are trusted to bridge that distance to feel and connect with the emotions on our own terms. I find that vastly more effective than tear-jerks that spoon feed (or force feed) emotions, and I think it's one of the qualities that distinguishes this from many of its contemporaries. 

Do I think it's a better movie than Apocalypse Now? No. But it's more than good enough for me to understand why this won Best Picture at a time when changing family dynamics were a widespread concern. Well-scripted, well-made, and superbly acted, this remains well worth watching.

Oh, and just for fun: Boggle at what was considered a good salary in 1979. There's been just a bit of inflation between then and now, hasn't there?


Rating: 8/10.

Best Picture - 1978: The Deer Hunter
Best Picture - 1980: Ordinary People

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Friday, January 24, 2025

1969: Midnight Cowboy.

Ratso Rizzo (Dustin Hoffman) and Joe Buck (Jon Voight).
"I'm walkin' here!" Rico "Ratso" Rizzo (Dustin Hoffman) and Joe Buck (Jon Voight).

Release Date: May 25, 1969. Running Time: 113 minutes. Screenplay: Waldo Salt. Based on the novel by: James Leo Herlihy. Producer: Jerome Hellman. Director: John Schlesinger.


THE PLOT:

Texas dishwasher Joe Buck (Jon Voight) has a plan. He's going to move to New York City and enjoy an easy life as a hustler. "There's a lot of rich women there begging for it, paying for it too!" So he quits his job, throws on an exaggerated cowboy getup, and hops on a bus to chase his dream.

He encounters just one small problem: Reality.

Once in New York, this would-be hustler finds himself out-hustled by everyone he meets. The couple of clients he manages to get don't pay, and his remaining money ends up being claimed by Rico "Ratso" Rizzo (Dustin Hoffman), a small time con artist who plays the hapless Texan like a fiddle.

Joe eventually finds Ratso again - but by then, the money is gone. A mixture of guilt and loneliness prompts Ratso to offer him a place to stay, and the two become unlikely friends. Ratso tries to act as "management" to Joe - but it quickly becomes clear that neither man is a good fit for this life, leaving the two grappling against poverty and increasing desperation.

Joe Buck preens.
Joe's delusions of being a hustler keep running into the brick wall of reality.

JON VOIGHT AS JOE BUCK:

For all his talk of being a hustler, Joe has one big problem: He's a basically decent person. Once he's confronted by crocodile tears from a bored housewife (Sylvia Miles) or the begging of a pathetic college boy (Bob Balaban), he just can't make himself enforce payment for his services. Later, when he and Ratso are freezing through the cold New York winter, he berates the con man for stealing a coat.

This was the role that made Jon Voight's career. He's present in almost every scene, and all but one scene is shown from Joe's viewpoint. Voight is excellent, balancing just enough of a confident strut in his early scenes to make it believable that he would think his plan might be successful, while also maintaining a basic vulnerability and even innocence in the hellscape that is this movie's New York City.

Ratso, at his father's graveside.
Ratso, at his father's graveside.

DUSTIN HOFFMAN AS RICO "RATSO" RIZZO:

Dustin Hoffman is superb in one of his most famous roles. His entry into the film, at just shy of the half hour mark, injects energy and humor at the exact point that the film's initial momentum is lagging. Hoffman was always a gifted comedic presence, and he uses that strength to good advantage. Ratso talks fast, with practically every word seeming like a salesman's patter.

When he's showing off to Joe in the lead-up to conning him, he nearly gets hit by a cab, prompting the iconic "I'm walking here!" scene. His anger flares hot, but he lets it go immediately as he observes that something like that is actually a good way to get insurance money. This gets a call back later, when he takes Joe up to his apartment inside a condemned building. He tells Joe to be careful not to slip and hurt himself, because there'd be no insurance money in that.

The humor helps to make him stand out and encourages the audience to latch onto him, but Ratso is more of a tragic figure than a comic one. Hoffman's face is rarely still, but his eyes are sad and soulful. Ratso's goal is to move to Miami, where he thinks he'll have an easy life - a parallel with Joe, who expected an easy life in New York. As with Joe, there's a sneaking suspicion that if he made the move, he'd just continue living the same existence, albeit in a warmer climate that would likely be better for his (unnamed, but evident) tuberculosis.

Joe finally makes a connection with Shirley (Brenda Vaccaro).
Joe finally makes a connection with Shirley (Brenda Vaccaro).

OTHER CHARACTERS:

Cass: Sylvia Miles makes a big impression as Joe's first New York "client," a well-off Manhattan woman who lives in a penthouse - in short, definitely someone who can afford his services. Once the deed is done, she feigns indignance when he asks for money, breaking down into extremely fake tears until he pays her to assuage his own guilt. The interaction sets the tone for his entire New York adventure, making it clear right away that he's not a hustler, but a mark.

Shirley: Joe's only "success", Shirley (Brenda Vaccaro), is the opposite of Cass. She's appealing and pleasant, and she doesn't hesitate to pay. Even when Joe fails to perform, she doesn't get upset. She does needle him with a few teasing implications about his sexuality, which prompts him into proving her wrong - exactly as designed. She ends the encounter by lining up another client for him, making her - not Ratso - into his only effective manager.

Others: Outside of Joe and Ratso, almost all characters appear briefly. Most manage to make decent impressions, however. A very young Bob Balaban is suitably pathetic as a college boy who enlists Joe's services but lies about having money, then whimpers until Joe lets him go. Barnard Hughes is an out of town businessman who wants to pay Joe for sex, but who is too ashamed of his own impulses. Jennifer Salt (daughter of screenwriter Waldo Salt) is a young woman from Joe's past, seen in flashbacks, whose refrain that Joe's "the only one" gets a chilling payoff in the final flashback. None of these actors and characters appear for more than a few minutes, but each contributes to the bleak mosaic of people trying and failing to break through their own isolation.

Joe and Ratso forge an unlikely friendship.
Joe and Ratso forge an unlikely friendship.

THOUGHTS:

Midnight Cowboy is the only "X" Rated movie to have ever won the Best Picture Oscar. I'll go into more detail about that in a supplemental post. Suffice it to say that, even by 1969 standards, it was a dubious rating. Despite its premise, this movie is no more than moderate in its sexual content and is fairly mild in terms of explicitness, and it's unsurprising that the rating was changed to an "R" when it was reissued in 1971.

This is a well-made movie, one that makes outstanding use of locations. The real New York settings showcase city's beauty when Joe first arrives, only to gradually shift to emphasizing coldness, isolation, and decay. Acting is excellent across the board. Other than Joe and Ratso, no one gets more than a couple of scenes, but every character makes a distinct impression.

Still, for me, it's very much of a movie of two halves. Joe is on his own for most of the first half, and he's a lot less engaging without Ratso acting as a foil. The structure also gets a bit repetitive: Joe makes a potential connection, in each case hoping to get ahead, only to end up worse off than before. This happens three times (two clients, with Ratso in between); and while I don't think there's anything here you could cut, I still have to admit to finding it wearying.

The second half shifts focus to the friendship between Joe and Ratso. The movie was starting to lose me, but that shift in focus quickly reeled me back in. Dustin Hoffman is particularly good at mixing in just enough humor to make you want to watch without undercutting the emotion. When he first offers Joe a place to stay, Joe is understandably wary. I love the way Hoffman snaps, "I'm inviting you!" The con artist's seemingly authentic indignance is amusing, but there's also a perfectly judged trace of desperation in it.

The scenes I most connect with are consistently those featuring both characters. Ratso breaks into a shoeshine box to clean up Joe's boots for the next potential client, chattering about his father, who shined shoes for a living and died from health issues from the fumes. Before he even finishes speaking about how he will never follow in his father's footsteps, a policeman sits down beside Joe, waiting for his turn. Then more policemen sit, and Ratso's face falls.

There's a lovely nonverbal bit, in which the two dance to an orange juice jingle from Joe's radio to keep warm - a moment that bridges the grim and the humorous until the sequence delivers its bleak punchline. Another moment, the only scene from Ratso's persepective instead of Joe's has the con man watching as Joe goes into a women's hotel to drum up business. Ratso begins fantasizing about Florida - a fantasy that turns as Joe's lack of subtlety results in failure.

I won't spoil the ending, though it's not hard to see coming. I will say that I find the entire last ten minutes to be outstanding. Joe Buck has a realization that the audience made by the twenty minute mark; Ratso sort-of achieves his own dream, and their respective final lines are perfectly chosen.

Oh, and Harry Nilsson's rendition of Fred Neil's Everybody's Talkin' is splendid, a good song on its own that also matches and reflects the movie to which it's attached.

Joe is appalled as New Yorkers calmly walk past a dead body on the sidewalk.
Joe is appalled as New Yorkers calmly walk past a dead body on the sidewalk.

OVERALL:

I'm torn on assigning a rating for Midnight Cowboy. Though performances, direction, and script are all high quality, I had difficulty connecting with it during its first half. I mostly love the second half, however, with the friendship/ersatz-family relationship between Joe and Ratso lending warmth and humor that offsets the bleakness.

This "tale of two halves" leaves me wavering between a "7" and an "8," and I originally erred on the side of the higher score - but though the strength of the ending outweighs my issues with the first half, it doesn't erase those issues. This is a good movie and very much worth watching... but ultimately, I don't think it's as good as other Best Picture Winners that earned an "8" from me, hence...


Rating: 7/10.

Related Post: Midnight Cowboy, the MPAA, and the Brief Rise and Rapid Fall of the "X" Rating.

Best Picture - 1968: Oliver
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