I Am Woman

Greetings again from the darkness. Does penning and recording a feminist anthem warrant a film biopic? Well, when the singer is Helen Reddy and the song is "I Am Woman", the answer is a resounding yes. This is director Unjoo Moon's first narrative feature film, and she is working with a script from Emma Jensen (MARY SHELLEY, 2017). As with any biopic, its effectiveness comes down to the lead performance. Here, Tilda Cobham-Hervey is both strong and invincible as Ms. Reddy.

We first see a wide-eyed Helen Reddy walking through New York City clutching the hand of her very young daughter Traci after arriving from Australia in 1966. She's in pursuit of a recording contract, but instead ends up singing at a mostly empty nightclub and living in a roach-infested rundown hotel. It takes almost no time for her to experience multiple instances of sexism and chauvinism. With no prospects for a better life, Helen meets up with fellow ex-pat Lilian Roxon (Danielle Macdonald, PATTI CAKE$, 2017), a journalist who shows her the town and offers her friendship.

Lilian throws a party for Helen, and after locking eyes across the room, Helen meets Jeff Wald (Evan Peters, "American Horror Story"), an up and coming agent at William Morris. By 1968, Wald has convinced Helen that Los Angeles is the place to kick off her singing career, and along with Traci, they move into a beautiful home and fill it with typical California dreaming. Jeff's managing career starts to build, and Helen gets frustrated at his lack of attention to her career. There are some funny comparisons of Deep Purple, Tiny Tim, and Helen's singing styles, but finally Capitol Records gives her a shot at recording a single.

Helen's career takes off, as does her friend Lilian's, who becomes the 'Mother of Rock' with her Rock 'n Roll Encyclopedia, and subsequent reviews and articles. In fact, Ms. Roxon deserves a biopic or documentary highlighting her influence on rock journalism. As Helen puts out hit records, her husband Jeff is managing many successful acts. Money is pouring in (and out) and in contrast to Helen's common sense manner, Jeff partakes of drugs and alcohol to extremes. Of course, the key component of Helen's career and the movie is in regards to her writing the title song ... a song that the skeptical executives of Capitol Records said made her sound "too angry".

It was Lilian who introduced the women's movement to Helen, but Helen was inherently ambitious and strong-willed ... it ended up being the perfect match. Reddy supported the Equal Rights Amendment (ERA), even as Phyllis Schlafly fought hard against it. Helen's 1972 song "I Am Woman" became a huge hit, and later the anthem for a movement. But Helen Reddy's story isn't all rainbows and unicorns, and despite a dose of clichés, and some overacting on the part of Peters, the movie does an admirable job showing how she reacted to the challenges.

Director Moon's husband Dion Beebe (Oscar winner for MEMOIRS OF A GEISHA, 2005) is the cinematographer, and he does nice work with the stage performances, as well as the more intimate moments. However, it's Ms. Cobham-Hervey who stands out. I've only previously seen her in HOTEL MUMBAI (2018), and she captures the determination and charisma of Helen Reddy. We see her strength as she instills life lessons in her kids, and goes toe-to-toe with her husband. It's an impressive performance.

The movie shows us Helen's 1982 Las Vegas act, and we hear most, if not all, of her hits, "Delta Dawn", "Leave Me Alone" (actually a pretty annoying song), "You and Me Against the World", "Angie Baby", and obviously, "I Am Woman". Later, in 1989, we see a grown up Traci talk her retired mother into performing her most famous song at the Washington DC rally of the National Organization of Women. It's quite a moment that encapsulates the empowerment that Helen Reddy devoted her life to. The movie doesn't go there, but it's unfortunate that Ms. Reddy has been afflicted with dementia since 2015. Like all great artists, her work will survive her.

I was a youngster living in Australia when Helen Reddy hit the scene and although she was kicking it in America she was proudly Australian and Australia was certainly proud to own her. I know her politics caused a huge stir and she was either loved or hated because of her politics. Either way she had presence and was a power house singer. Watch any you tube video and she commanded respect. None of this came across. I don't know Tilda's work but this felt far too big for her. Her build was tiny and lithe where as Helen Reddy was a strong looking solid woman. Check out her abs and broad shoulders on her performance 'I am Woman' on the Midnight special 1971. I wish I'd had abs like that and I'm a male! Also, Helen Reddy was a confident in your face singer and stared directly into the camera, often closing her eyes as she hit the soul part of the song. Tilda looked like she was timid and about to run off the stage, particularly when she sang in front of the crowd at the monument. So, nope. Her voice fell short too, reedy and lacking the force Helen Reddy was famous for. An unconvincing performance in my view. Helen Reddy did so much more than this movie showed and it's a shame her parts in movies and TV specials was left out. It only touched lightly on her politics so we never got to see her fierce avocation for women's rights. It was as if all she did was the songs and it wasn't.

This should have been a 2 or 3 part mini series or at least touched on other work on stage and screen. I felt a little cheated and to be honest, the story felt sanitised. No disrespect to to Tilda Cobham-Hervey who did her best. Unjoo Moon said she didn't know her before doing the movie, it showed.

A film about Australian Helen Reddy's rise to fame as a singer during the 60s and 70s. A vibrant and entertaining retro movie with familiar songs that enliven and enrich the storyline. A strong performance by Tilda Cobham-Hervey as Helen Reddy captures the difficulties and feminist setting in the entertainment business. The inclusion of both the trials of being a mother as well as husband/manager offer up a nicely balanced, rounded portrait of Reddy. Surprisingly undervalued and likely unable to receive a world-wide release like the tennis movie of Billie Jean King (2013). This decent biographical rendition was likely overshadowed when most of the public attention gravitated to John Elton's Rocketman (2019) that incorporated some amazing movie-making photography and the release of the biography about the very popular Mr. Roger in A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood (2019) as well as Judy Garland's Judy (2019).

I had no idea this movie even existed. I was looking on Netflix for something to watch and I was delightfully surprised to find this film. Helen Reddy quite frankly is one of those icons that immediately transports me back to my '70s AM radio listening. This movie doesn't claim to be anything more than it is. It is a director's version of Helen Reddy's life. The lead, Tilda Cobham-Hervey, is actually quite good as Helen. The supporting players, Evan Peters as Jeff Wald and Danielle McDonald as Lilian Roxon, support her well and are the standouts in the piece. Some may argue that this is nothing but a lifetime movie, but all Helen's songs are there, the backstory is one that I really didn't know anything about and I thoroughly enjoyed revisiting that era. Look it's not Shakespeare, but it doesn't pretend to be. As biopics go, it held my interest and it was very entertaining. People forget about how big Helen was. This movie will remind them and hopefully introduce her to a new generation.

The first thing I saw was Tilda's eyes, they are a match for Sandra Bullock, in every way. Now to the nitty gritty.

I enjoyed the watch, especially as I only became aware of it very recently. One can be critical, I won't. To view a current movie in the current pandemic times, is wonderful.

It is actually a good movie. I have no idea of Helen's history therefore, I cannot speak of it, all I know of is her songs, and that's enough. I presume that is the hook for the movie, and I was hooked.

I'm 97 years old so, I presume what I think anymore, no matters. What I think matters to me, and Helen Reddy mattered to me, and many others.

To coin a modern idiom, Nuff said.