A look at Tom Noonan’s forgotten masterpiece have no idea how Tom Noonan’s 1994 independent film “What Happened Was” ended up in my queue. I could have sworn that it was a recent spotlight in the magazine’s Goings On About Town section, one of Richard Brody’s dispatches from the land of the overlooked and forgotten, but no such blurb exists. No matter. Somehow I found it, and of all the films I’ve watched during the second pandemic year, as “Is this really happening?” has transformed into “I guess this is normal now,” this one has stuck with me the most.
“What Happened Was ” took home the Grand Jury Prize when it premièred at Sundance, but disappeared soon after. “It was distributed by Goldwyn,” Noonan told me, during a recent phone conversation, “and they hadn’t distributed independent films before and didn’t know what they were doing.” The film was released on VHS in 1997, but never made it onto DVD (until recently), a fact that Noonan sees as a primary reason that it never reached a larger audience. Perhaps now that it has been rereleased in a new 4K restoration, and can be streamed online, “What Happened Was ” will garner the attention it deserves.
The film, which Noonan directed, edited, and scored, tells the story of a pair of co-workers, Michael (Noonan) and Jackie (Karen Sillas), as they inelegantly negotiate their way through a first date from hell. During a long, wordless prologue, we watch as Jackie prepares to host a dinner for two in her Manhattan loft. She sips anxiously from a glass of wine, tries on several outfits, and fusses with the lighting as she listens to ’Til Tuesday’s “Voices Carry” (with its lyric “I’m in the dark, I’d like to read his mind / But I’m frightened of the things I might find”). Before any dialogue is heard, we already know this woman. She’s a New York archetype: the single, overworked, underslept thirtysomething. Her searching gaze suggests a lack of confidence in herself and her place in the world.
Things begin to disintegrate the moment Michael arrives, and never quite recover. Rather than the charming gentleman caller we might expect, he’s a sad sack–a gawky, awkward, middle-aged paralegal who looks like someone who doesn’t get out much. Michael is the opposite of the ebullient, too eager-to-please Jackie. Though we learn that they’re pals at the office, in this context they’re each seized by excruciating self-consciousness, and the evening quickly devolves into a clunky ballet of uncomfortable pauses, forced small talk, and nervous laughter.
The plot is hardly unique, but the level of emotional honesty that Sillas and Noonan achieve is, and our attention soon shifts from what’s happening to how it happens. Every gesture, every facial expression seems calibrated to express the delicate jumble of their characters’ innermost thoughts and feelings. We wince when Michael, anything but suave, makes a graceless, ill-timed attempt at physical contact. When Jackie repeats a line that she’s already said, clueing us in on the fact that her patter has been rehearsed, we clock her desperation. Throughout, the spectre of failure hangs over the proceedings like an itchy blanket.
It’s funny, at first, in a dreadful kind of way. We’ve been in these situations––stuck in our heads, unable to stay present, vainly trying to calculate the correct sequence of words and behaviors that will bring about a desired outcome. But gradually, as the audience grasps just how high the stakes are for these people, how fragile and damaged they both are, they become stand-ins for anyone having a really rough time of it––which right now means most of us. The kind of failure the film investigates is not incidental, not the sort associated with losing a glove, or botching a recipe, or missing a train. It’s the existential, bottomless sense that our realities might be built on sand, that life wasn’t supposed to be like this––the irrational, all-consuming voice that makes us think, This is too hard; I can’t do it anymore; I give up. It’s why “What Happened Was . . .” feels right for this moment, and why watching it is so cathartic. We go from being reminded of what it is to be on a bad date to being reminded that we are not alone.
Formally, the film seems to ricochet backward and forward through cultural time, keeping company with the claustrophobia of Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s “The Bitter Tears of Petra von Kant’’ and the nebbishy New York neuroticism of “Annie Hall” and “My Dinner with Andre,” while also pointing toward latter-day examples of cringey urban dating on shows such as “Girls” and “High Maintenance.” It achieves a level of ineffable poignancy reminiscent of Richard Linklater’s “Before Sunrise,” released a year later, and in some ways feels like that film’s smarter ugly sibling––the one we foolishly ignored, only to have her dazzle us at a reunion years later with her late-blooming brilliance.
“What Happened Was ” had its first iteration as a play of the same name, and ran for five weeks in the East Village in a production that also featured Noonan and Sillas. Noonan told me that they rehearsed the play for ten hours a day prior to opening, for five and a half weeks, and then again for another six months after it closed, in preparation for the film. (“Karen would have done more than that,” he said. “She was as much a part of that movie’s success as I was.”) Sillas recalled, over Zoom, that being able to live with the characters for this long may explain the depth and richness that they were able to bring to their performances in the movie, a rhythmic grace and level of nuance similar to two other plays filmed after long gestation periods: the André Gregory-Wallace Shawn collaborations “Vanya on 42nd Street” (directed by Louis Malle) and “A Master Builder” (directed by Jonathan Demme). When I asked Sillas how it felt to have the level of vulnerability that she achieved with Jackie captured for posterity, she got weepy, and looked away. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I think of Jackie as an Everywoman, and, even after almost thirty years, that character still resonates with me. She’s just part of me.”
Noonan told me that he availed himself of some of the expressive options that cinema affords, but not in obvious ways. He didn’t try to “open up” the action. Once the encounter it depicts begins, everything happens in real time, in the apartment. At several points, the camera pans to the loft’s large, uncovered windows, offering glimpses of strangers in adjacent buildings—the implication being that the story we’re voyeuristically watching is just one of a multitude happening all the time.
Most of the other effects Noonan employs are so sneaky as to be barely perceptible. When the tone of the film pivots and shifts about halfway through, the hues of the characters’ clothes change. (Each of the actors had two sets of nearly identical costumes.) The yellow eyes of a “Cats” poster on the wall are red in the second half, and the colors of the walls themselves are different. (Noonan repainted them for the movie’s latter segment.) Two different kinds of film processing were used in postproduction for each of the two halves of the movie—one cool and sharp, the other saturated and fuzzy. By embedding these and other subliminal devices, Noonan manages to solve an essential problem of most filmed plays: the absence of the energy created when live performers and audience members inhabit a shared space. With his visual and audio cues acting as proxies, Noonan creates visceral shifts in our experience as viewers. Whereas most filmed plays labor to feel like movies, “What Happened Was ” accomplishes the rare feat of being a film that feels like a play.
Best See movies showing at Sundance Film Festival 2022
Sundance Film Festival 2022 is back for another year, and this time it’s gone completely digital – running from January 20 to 30, the indie festival is solely online. There are 82 feature-length movies to watch, with 75 of these being world premieres, so we’ve narrowed down this vast selection of movies to pick out our must-see watches.
Featuring big names both in front of and behind the camera, from Sigourney Weaver to Jesse Eisenberg, and ranging from thrillers to sci-fi to satirical comedy, there’s something at Sundance for everyone. Read on to find out our recommendations, including 892, Honk for Jesus, Save Your Soul, and The Worst Person in the World.
But if you want to sort through the list of new releases yourself, here’s a list of Movies 2022.