* Paltrow's performance saves pedestrian 'Proof' ARTS The Michigan Daily - Tuesday, October 11, 2005 - 9 By Kristin MacDonald Daily Arts Writer The math genius is a well-explored Holly- wood fixture. From "Pi" to "A Beautiful Mind" to "Good Will Hunt- Proof ing," there is something At the Michigan strangely compelling Theater about number savants Miramax furiously scribbling long strings of gibberish on blackboards. Even more so if they're crazy. Bonus points if the madness is hereditary, as it is in "Proof." Katherine (Gwyneth Paltrow), the long-suffering daughter of a celebrated and very mentally ill mathematician (Anthony Hop- kins), finds herself grappling with the possible insanity of her own math genius. It's more than your typical daddy issue. Katherine all but aban- doned her own schooling to take care of him in his sickness, witnessing firsthand the startling tragedy of a crumbling mind. She fears such a fate, and for good reason - her father's mental decline began in his late 20s, Katherine's cur- rent age. In the wake of his eventual death (from a brain aneurysm, no less), Katherine plummets headlong into mourning - as much for the loss of his mind as it is for the question of whether she will also lose hers. It's an operatically emotional process, one that Paltrow really sinks her teeth into. As Katherine, she plays injured to excel- lence, glaring like a wounded dog at anyone who dares offer a caring hand. This is not a woman who entertains sympathy - not from teachers, not from love interests and certainly not from Claire (Hope Davis, "About Schmidt"), her efficient, business- woman sister who flies in for the funeral. Claire needs but to recommend her favor- ite conditioner and Katherine sets in with narrow-eyed ridicule, heartlessly diffusing Claire's happy praise of jojoba extract with a scrutiny that far overextends the subject. In fact, Katherine is so mercilessly logical that she's virtually unrelatable. Like a stubborn kid who repeatedly asks "why," she won't accept societal niceties, and it's only to Paltrow's great credit that she doesn't end up coming off as an archetype of sheer belligerence. She whines, glowers and rolls her eyes like a confronta- tional teenager, yet she remains believable, as caustically unlikable as she is desperate to be respected. Jake Gyllenhaal makes a fair attempt as the requisite love interest, though in the end he's left with little to do but mince about like a lovesick puppy. Courtesy of Miramad "Your crazy! I'm crazy! The whole damn family is nuts!" Paltrow's fine performance should come as no surprise, though - she knows the territory well. "Proof" is a screen version of the recent play by David Auburn, in which Paltrow played Katherine for several months on London's West End to high praise. It's that very critically prov- en source material, however, that ultimately makes the film's biggest stumbling block - for what might have resonated on the stage falls rather flat on the screen. The careful scene- crafting so crucial to theater gives the movie an over-structured feel; the story is so painstak- ingly plotted that it's isolated, even cold. As a result, the film rings hollow. Direct- ed with little imagination by John Madden ("Shakespeare In Love"), "Proof" hits every expected note of the typical high-art drama. With the exception of Paltrow's notable char- acter work, "Proof" ends up certainly strong - but, unlike its pioneering protagonists - far from memorable. Concept rap album hits right notes By Chris Gaerig Daily Arts Writer f r . 1 For a few years now, Kanye West, Common and other "conscious MCs" have been futilely trying Little to save hip hop liteBrother from some intan- The Minstrel Show gible, evil force. Atlantic They renounce the "ghetto" atti- tude and its tendencies with feverous rhymes and embarrassing political outcries. Ironically, rapping about how much you hate thugs and their lifestyle is still rapping about thugs and their lifestyle. Little Brother gets thrown into the mix with early Talib Kweli and Mos Def as one of the few who actually got it right. The Minstrel Show, Lit- tle Brother's latest release, bases its tracks in classical hip-hop themes: love, cheating and racial tension. The obviously sensitive subject matter - clearly laid out by the album's title - is preceded by a brief explanation from the group. They wisely lay their intentions, on the table and clear the slate of any presumptions. The Minstrel Show is a concept album that gives remembrance to the deeply troubling minstrel shows of old. The album is filled with count- less skits and asides about slavery and the strengths of the group's ancestors. "Welcome to the Minstrel Show" introduces the fake televi- sion station and the actors (rappers Phonte, Big Pooh and 9th Wonder) running the show. Beyond its conceptual aspects, The Minstrel Show has tight, suc- cinct beats with politically restrained lyrics. "The Becoming" displays the MCs' rhyming skills as they boast: "But still rated second to none / I'm everything you want to be but yet to become." Little Brother slows the album with "Cheatin'," an R. Kelly- parroting escapade without the sexually explicit lines and hypnotic melodies. While The Minstrel Show is clear- ly smarter than anything recent hip hoppers have released in a while, it is certainly not another Quality or Black On Both Sides. Little Brother manages to put together a cohesive group of tracks with the intelligence that Kanye keeps begging every- one else to say he has.. It's a shame that Little Brother is just restating everything our friends in Black Star already said. 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