Bottled Up
	
	Melissa Leo is such an endlessly fascinating actress that she makes this 
	little independent movie better than it probably should be.  However, 
	while it features her searing work as a guilt-ridden mother who becomes the 
	enabler of her unpredictable prescription-drug-addicted grown daughter, 
	eventually even Leo's fine work can't totally save the movie from its 
	storytelling inconsistencies.  
	In the 
	end the film becomes an intriguing-but-imperfect look at drug addiction and 
	lives of quiet desperation in the rural US.  Bottled Up has some 
	wonderful parts, but they never quite gel together to make a totally 
	satisfying whole.  It is mostly good, but it all seems like something 
	we've seen before, often in better films.
	Leo 
	plays Faye, a repressed and shy woman who owns a depressing little shop in 
	the middle of a small town in the Pacific Northwest.  The shop does 
	everything from shipping to donuts to piercing, which actually is somewhat 
	representative of the film itself – it can't just settle on one storyline, 
	it has to throw everything at the wall and see what sticks.
	The 
	main complication in Faye's life is her grown daughter Sylvie (Marin 
	Ireland).  Apparently she was once a party girl, but now well into her 
	30s she is still living with her mom and eking out a meager living doing day 
	care for some neighbors' kids.  She had an automobile accident a few 
	years earlier and due to a back injury she has become massively addicted to 
	painkillers.  The drugs make Sylvie erratic and volatile, stealing to 
	get her fix and lashing out angrily at her mother when she is in need.
	
	Most 
	of the doctors in their small town know what is happening and refuse to 
	prescribe more drugs for Sylvie, instead insisting that Sylvie treat herself 
	through physical therapy.  Nonetheless, Faye takes her daughter from 
	doctor to doctor, sometimes even faking her own pain, to keep the supply 
	flowing.  
	We 
	never know for sure why Faye goes to such great lengths to deal with her 
	daughter's obvious addiction.  One throwaway line in the movie suggests 
	that mom may have been driving in the car crash that led to her daughter's 
	addiction to painkillers, but that is never brought up again.  Sylvie 
	almost never seems to appreciate what her mother is doing for her, except of 
	course when she receives a pill. 
	Faye 
	is dealing with this when she meets a nice new guy named Becket who is 
	working at the local health food store, an aging hippie who has made it his 
	mission in life to expose local companies polluting the town's water supply. 
	
	
	Becket's age is somewhere between that of the mother and daughter – though 
	he's obviously much closer in age to Sylvie than Faye – and Faye gets it 
	into her head that maybe a nice guy in Sylvie's life will help her get past 
	her problems.  On a whim, Faye offers to rent the guy a room in their 
	home, and soon he is submersed in the family's odd dynamic.
	In the 
	meantime, rather than becoming attracted to Sylvie, Becket starts to have 
	feelings for Faye.  This only deepens Faye's feelings of guilt, 
	particularly when she starts to enjoy the attention and the long-absent 
	stirrings of romance.  
	The 
	story is all told in smart and quirky strokes, and yet the audience can't 
	help but notice that the plotline feels well worn and doesn't always add up.
	Still, 
	strong acting all around, and particularly by Leo, makes Bottled Up 
	worth a viewing.
    Dave Strohler
    Copyright ©2014 PopEntertainment.com. 
	All rights reserved. Posted: March 6, 2014.
	
 
	

	
			
			

	

 

	
