Wednesday, May 7, 2025

The Sleepy Time Gal (Christopher Munch, 2001)

 

The many alluring wonders of Christopher Munch’s The Sleepy Time Gal start with that title, seeming to promise a bedtime-worthy child’s tale, but instead concerning itself with deep-rooted matters of separation and absence, of lives still structured and shadowed by the events of decades earlier. Its main character, Frances (one of Jacqueline Bisset’s best-ever roles, her unexplained accent aiding the mysterious undercurrent) was once a late-night radio broadcaster under the titular title, although that doesn’t seem particularly important in how she assesses her own life; of the many details and bits of personal history that tumble through the movie, the most hauntingly recurring is the memory of the daughter she gave up for adoption, Rebecca, played in adulthood by Martha Plimpton. Rebecca’s life as a New York corporate lawyer bears little obvious relationship to that of the money-strapped Frances, but Munch weaves in multiple correspondences, even suggesting the two women may have slept with the same man, decades apart. The film has a recurring lightness, an openness to possibility, yielding structurally unimportant but pointedly lovely scenes such as Frances’ encounter with a French tourist who’s out foraging for mushrooms, or a glimpse of her photographer son instructing a subject to get naked, or many little bits of history and commemoration (spanning George Washington to the dawn of a Black-oriented radio station); all of this partially offset though by darker intimations (the other son is in Britain, barely in contact, the movie suggesting he may be in dire straits). Munch’s finely calibrated work ultimately denies the form of closure we might have hoped for and expected (the two lead actresses never even share the same scene), while beguilingly asserting a form of reconciliation and understanding that transcend death and distance, intertwined with the power of art to forge connections that would otherwise be beyond one’s imagination or grasp.

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