A Slice Of The 21st Century Workplace Life-Anne
Hathaway and Robert De Niro’s The Intern
DVD Review
By Sam Lowell
The Intern, Anne Hathaway, Robert De Niro, 2015
A while back I mentioned in reviewing a lesser Barbara Stanwyck
film vehicle My Reputation which
addressed the issue of the social strictures surrounding the romantic life of a
high society widowed matron that such subject matter would seem strange, weird
in today’s more liberated social milieu. Probably, aside from the problem of the
film being too melodramatic for today’s audiences, the film couldn’t have been
produced today in the same format. Not true with the film under review, The Intern, a semi-comic look at the “life”
of an Internet start-up and of its prime mover and shaker, Jules, played by fetching
Anne Hathaway who started the thing from scratch like a lot of such operations
these days, going either to billionaire-hood or flat broke.
Here is how the demographics and social commentary played
out in this one, how we get a look at the old style work culture and the new
buzz buzz fly away office culture getting formed and settled in the 21st
century new age of globalization, part two. Jules, who started her e-commerce fashion
apparel business on the fly, went from her kitchen to a renovated brick and
mortar building in Brooklyn (of course Brooklyn that is the new wave place in
New Jack City now that the serious billionaires have priced everybody else out
of Manhattan) “agreed” to a good publicity hiring of senior citizen interns to bridge
some gaps between the generations. (That idea of interns of any kind fairly new
in the business world and a source of plenty of cheap mostly unpaid labor.)
Up steps personable Ben, played by Robert De Niro, a veteran
of the old style business world made graphically clear by his former profession
as an executive in a firm that printed phonebooks which even a generation of ‘68
guy like me gave up years ago and seem to have been relegated to the junk-heap along
with, well, telephone booths even if once in a while when the old cellphone
dies such a refuge booth could be very helpful. He is assigned to workaholic,
speak fast or get off the track, no time for (1) interns, (2) old guys, (3) and
the hired help in general Jules, of course. Naturally as well he was/is an old organizational
man, a gofer if need be but he brings lots of wisdom to Jules once he breaks the
ice, makes himself, old commerce or e-commerce invaluable as an advisor to her.
Get this though despite the “no glass ceiling can keep me
down” shoulder to the wheel, push forward Jules persona she is married and a mother
of a sweet young girl who is being cared for by a stay-at home father. (Who
ever heard of such a category- stay-at-home father in my father’s generation-or
mine, usually if he was stay at home he was a bum or a drifter not a fit father.)
Naturally there are going to be problems there to be resolved. The biggest problem
though, the one that really drove the second half of the film is the news that start
from scratch up until all hours fretting over every detail Jules was going to
be taken out of her CEO position by the venture capitalist investors who see
her as stretched too thin (and not eating being too thin although I don’t they
gave a damn about that but certainly Ben did).
So along the way in this one (aside from the inevitable
Hollywood throw in of a marriage crisis with stay at home dad “cheating” on Jules
with one of the traditional stay-at home Moms, go figure) we get a very good
look at the new open space office culture (hustle hard in front of those Apple computers
and get massage by a fetching masseuse), the whims of venture capitalists, the
tough life of a working executive Mom, and the residue of the old office
culture which somehow didn’t seem so old. Here’s what I was wondering after viewing
this one though. In let’s say 2066 will somebody looking at this film think
that same thing about 2016 high tech office culture I thought about the weird social
mores shown in Barbara Stanwyck’s My Reputation mentioned above.
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