Review: THE INFORMANT! (2009)

Put Your Fibs Together and Blow!
THE INFORMANT!
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Directed by Steven Soderbergh
Written by Scott Z. Burns
Based on the book by Kurt Eichenwald
Original Music by Marvin Hamlisch
Cinematography by Peter Andrews
(AKA Steven Soderbergh)
Edited by Stephen Mirrione
Production Designer: Doug J. Meerdink
Costume Designer: Shoshana Rubin
Art Direction by William O. Hunter and David Scott
Produced by Howard Braunstein, Kurt Eichenwald, Jennifer Fox , Gregory Jacobs, and Michael Jaffe
Released by Warner Bros. Pictures
Running time: 108 minutes
Aspect Ratio: 1.85:1
Country: USA
Canada: 14A
USA (MPAA): Rated R for language.
CAST
Matt Damon: Mark Whitacre
Scott Bakula: Brian Shepard
Joel McHale: FBI Special Agent
Bob Herndon
Allan Havey: FBI Special Agent
Dean Paisley
Melanie Lynskey: Ginger Whitacre
Eddie Jemison: Kirk Schmidt
Clancy Brown: Aubrey Daniel
Patton Oswalt: Ed Herbst
Scott Adsit: Sid Hulse
People are usually very straightforward. While talking with someone, you have a good idea of what they’re thinking. And yes, it is very boring. That is why the title character Mark Whitacre as depicted in Steven Soderbergh’s The Informant! is cause for relief. The man has a two-track mind. His habitual expression is pleasant but blank. Just listening to his outrageous thoughts makes me wonder how exhausting it must be for him to keep a straight face. The thoughts — my God, the tangents! His brain must be covered with zigzag tracks. Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to read the thoughts of others, if only for the entertainment factor. Then again, Mark Whitacre is a rare breed. Only such a character — emphasis on character — could inspire such a perceptive and infectious human comedy that hides under a corruption scandal thriller.
In the mid-1990s, Whitacre is a rising — beaming — star at Archer Daniels Midland (ADM), an Illinois-based plant that processes corn into food ingredients and distributes them worldwide. He looks like a stereotypical businessman — a paunchy, rug-wearing, spectacled dweeb in a cheap suit. Why, he could just as soon sidle up to you with a grin that says “Say ‘Hi!’ to your family for me” or “I’ve got something really juicy to tell you!” Don’t get me started on his mustache. Listening to him talk about corn and the difference he makes in people’s lives, I can’t help but hear Jim McAllister self-congratulatory tone from Alexander Payne’s Election (1999) when he says, “The students knew it wasn’t just a job for me. I got involved!”
Things get serious at the plant when Whitacre uncovers product sabotage, corporate blackmailing and tapped phones. He’s a straight arrow who loves his family and takes his future very seriously. He wants so much to believe in the best of people. He was an orphan, you understand. One minute he’s fretting about his home phone being bugged, the next he goes on a tangent about something as random as Saskatchewan — it always makes sense in a Whitacre sort of way. His high school sweetheart-now wife Ginger (Melanie Lynskey), who clearly sees his worry, encourages Whitacre to come clean to the FBI. Special Agents Brian Shepard (Scott Bakula) and Bob Herndon (Joel McHale) show up at Whitaker’s home never dreaming what their destinies hold. By the time Whitacre blows the whistle on some other illegalities his company is making, we’re off and running.











