While a poor disenfranchised white family of three
spend their time stealing and scheming to avoid employment, they run into
Melanie (played by Gina Rodriguez); a young friendly excitable woman of colour,
of which with her charismatic charm, brings the family of three to life. When
the families only child and daughter - Old Dolio (played by Evan Rachel Wood)
starts to notice her parents taking a liking to Melanie, Old Dolio’s purpose,
upbringing and sexuality comes into question.
Director Miranda July is no stranger to creating
bizarre, provocative, contemplative yet heart warming premises to films about
love, mortality, youth, death and legacy, and Kajillionaire is no different but
might be her best and most effective to date.
Kajillionaire is a portrait of privilege,
fundamentally about an older generation refusing to admit to a future
generation’s potential and talent, while ignoring the impact that the older
generations decisions has made on the path of future generations. Leaving
future generations with nothing but their compassion and empathy. A point all
to real in this day and age as millennial generations such as my own, have
struggled to put a foot on this world using methods our parents could only
benefit from. As the Only Fans accounts start popping up everywhere and ride
shares are continuing to be prevalent; these community minded ways of income
are the staples to newer generations survival due to impossible school loans
and stubborn society norms passed down from more privileged generations.
Kajillionaire is also about racial privilege, Old Dolio’s parents (played by
Richard Jenkins and Debra Winger) live a life of theft under a white Caucasian
bubble (ironically bubbles being a plot point in the movie). Kajillionaire
points out the parody of a white protagonist in a comedy film, committing crime
without thought of what this scenario would be like for a protagonist of
colour. As the films plot goes on, the parents use Melanie to carry out new
schemes leaving Melanie to reminder them that her being a person of colour
committing a crime is riskier than for them, and ignoring the general racism
she has to endure in order to help them. The film continues to point out the
selfishness of the parents as they make hyperbole out of common occurrences
such as; earthquakes and possible plane mishaps; mirroring older generations making
grand comparisons about their past circumstances to future generations current
circumstances.
As the main protagonist, Old Dolio comes to realize her parents haven’t been there for her as she once thought. And through her jealously of/conflict with Melanie, she learns to grow and encounter the world she wanders and schemes in, and what a stable experience feels like and what real family feels like, as she realizes being a part of a project isn’t what life has to be constantly. That her potential is interwoven with a passionate for life, though stifled by her parent’s dark cynicism. Old Dolio finds love through genuine relatability and companionship, not tribe, as many Millennials have come to find out.
Evan Rachel Wood does her best comedic and best
work in general as a character we haven’t seen in any movie, so shy and timid
and androgynous with a muffled voice more and more hilarious the more excited
her character gets. Richard Jenkins and Debra Winger sell their awkward creepy
and demanding parent character to the tee. With Debra Winger unrecognizable and
fantastic as Old Dolio’s mother. And Gina Rodriguez completely shines as
Melanie, bringing a realistic warmth, fun and quirky maturity to the rest of
the cast.
Kajillionaire is an extremely timely and much needed heist tale that is one of the funniest, charming movies of the year, proving Miranda July’s expanding talent as a writer/director, which has become well crafted over the years, within subject matter and comedic timing alike. As well as having an ear and vision for the bizarre with vivid colours and characters and inventive ideas, though we are now living in an era where her films are no longer bizarre but our reality. 10/10.
- Maurice Jones