Joy is the story of a family across four generations and the woman who rises to become founder and matriarch of a powerful family business dynasty.
Probably not the greatest film in David O. Russell’s filmography, the film has still told a story where a woman fights against the odds to create something of herself, even though our main character of Joy is the creator of a better mop. Russell struggles to portray the truly struggling path of how Jennifer Lawrence’s character deals with an out of control household that constantly bickers and totally dependant on her with one another as she struggles to get her business off the ground. The family is totally against her and tells the old story of not doing business with family.
Joy is hardly comedic and probably more of a drama although it does have an undeniable quirkiness about it. However, it still fails to provide any truly comedic moments that are more than a passing snort.
The Lawrence-Cooper chemistry is always undeniably there, as it has been in previous encounters but here, it seems somewhat forced, which is a shame and may be lead to poor scripting. There’s hardly much sympathy for Joy as a character with the stakes living with unfulfilled dreams, dreams that hardly create any sort of tension or risk.
Joy is a far stretch from The Fighter or even Silver Linings Playbook, an underdog tale that had the potential to be more overcoming and have a more satisfying conclusion.