Palm Springs (2020)
(Amazon Streaming, February 2021) By now, I must have seen nearly a dozen time-loop science fiction movies. Groundhog Day remains the best of them all, but I’ve come to appreciate their many alternate takes on similar material — after all, it’s the kind of science-fiction device that has nearly everyone pondering what they’d do in similar situations, and screenwriters finding unusual variations on the basic concept. So let us dispense with easy comparisons when it comes to Palm Springs and take it for what it has to offer. As a profane romantic comedy, Palm Springs starts years into the male lead’s life in a time loop. Stuck in a Palm Springs hotel for the wedding of a distant friend of his girlfriend, he has burnt out his suicidal tendencies, gone over his attempts to improve himself or the lives of others and settled for a life of effortless hedonism, lounging by the pool and putting in the minimum effort to make it to the next day. But things change once he accidentally brings in someone else in the loop and starts developing a meaningful relationship day after day. There’s a rich thematic parallel here with the idea of a developing/decaying relationship here, especially as the two leads come to be the only “real” people in their lives. But don’t fret: Director Max Barbakow (working from a story he co-wrote with Andy Siara) ensures that his film’s rich philosophical material doesn’t take over its silly comedy and vulgar language. Andy Samberg proves to be uncommonly good here as the primary looper, even though Cristin Milioti is the revelation here as the always-compelling female lead brought into the time loop and not settling for a pat resignation. (J. K. Simmons also gets a few great sequences, but I won’t spoil them.) The mixture of science-fiction justifications, irreverent comedy, honest romance and comic nihilism ends up creating a very compelling result, and one that has enough to distinguish itself on its own terms.