Romantic comedies are for the most part, trinkets of cinema, not really to be taken seriously as art, the best ones no more than a run of jokes strung together with cute dialog and a love conquers all messages. Is this film any different? No....and Yes. The real difference isn't about how we are laughing, but what we are laughing at. These characters act under their self-delusions of themselves and are caught in the middle of each other’s delusions that still resonate after love conquers all. Tell me of any other romantic comedy that does this any better.
Cats and Dogs is about Abby Barnes (Janeane Garofalo), radio personality who hosts The Truth about Cats and Dogs, about pet problems (a radio show I might actually listen to considering Abby's surefire wit and grace). Abby is independent, outspoken, and cynical. She isn't yearning for a man, because she knows there's not going to be one.
When Brian (Ben Chaplin) calls with a dog-on-roller skates problem (Don't you hate one of those), she treats him as she would any other caller. What he sees in her is intelligence, coolness under pressure, and a hint of yearning. When he calls her later and asks for a date, he says the one thing that assures him everything, what she looks like. In a fit of panic, she describes her next-door neighbor (Uma Thurman), a model that turns any head wherever she goes. Why does she do this? Is it confidence? Maybe, but I think it's more than that.
What happens next might be considered plot contrivance, but I don't. It's called coincidence. Noelle shows up for a good reason at the station the same day Brian does. He sees Noelle and thinks it's Abby. Abby, in a fit of fear, asks Noelle to play along. She does, and we have ourselves a love triangle. But all three characters hold delusions about themselves. Abby's delusion is her cynicism, she wants to be, but she's romantic by nature. Noelle's delusion is her plainness. She doesn't see herself a beautiful. She doesn't see just how far it gets her until she wants to use it in a cruel way. Brian's delusion is his modesty. He has no problem accepting Noelle as Abby when it's almost staring him in the face that Abby sounds like the woman he talked to on the phone, that she says things the same way Abby does. When the truth is revealed, we see everybody's cards and all of them have to acknowledge their delusions, but they are still there.
Garafalo is the real star even though it's Thurman's name that comes up first. All three are 3 dimensional characters with hopes, fears, and an underbelly of disappointment. But Abby is the one we're rooting for. I love how quick she's able to turn an insult into an art form. She's smart, she's incredibly funny, and she's starting to fall for a man who perhaps isn't as smart as her, but fires up those yearnings. It's always hard to do that. Thurman takes a two-dimensional woman and adds a third by understanding what drives her, and what entices her to be who she is. Chaplin understands Brian's complexities the way that he fights with a truth he should have known from the beginning.
Audrey Wells' screenplay is tactful, intelligent, and incredibly well done. This is by far Michael Lehman’s best film, better than Heathers by far. This pair made an incredible film that allows characters to talk in paradoxes, but understand what they are trying to say.
Perhaps you'll agree. Maybe you won't. I'm asked why The Truth About Cats and Dogs, considering the options. Here's my answer: Harry and Sally might have had an orgasm, but Abby and Brian have an understanding. Sometimes the truth about cats and dogs doesn't lie within animals.
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