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| Liz Larsen and Michael Strassner |
Jay Duplas' The Baltimorons is a refreshingly relaxed and lowkey romantic comedy set in Baltimore during the Yuletide season. The script was co-written by Duplas and lead actor Michael Strassner who plays a struggling comedian named Cliff. The character of Cliff has the exact same back story as Strassner himself: a native Baltimorean expelled from his improv group for bad behavior who, despondent, attempts suicide. That attempt, handled in an off the cuff comic fashion, opens the film. We then see Cliff trumpeting six months of sobriety to his fiancé Brittany (a game Olivia Luccardi) as they drive to her parents' house for Christmas Eve dinner. However, Cliff slips on the icy steps and dislodges a tooth, necessitating a trip to an on-call dentist named Didi (Liz Larsen) We soon learn that Didi, who is of a certain age, is recently divorced and is on-call because her ex, who left him for a young cookie, is hosting the holiday dinner. Didi has been invited, but is not inclined to go. After Cliff gets his car towed, fate intervenes and the oddly matched couple spend a night on the town in Charm City. Sparks, of course, fly.
I am also a native of Baltimore and perhaps inclined to give this nice movie the benefit of the doubt. Certainly Baltimore has never looked as charming onscreen. The Wire is the polar opposite of The Baltimorons in its representation of the city. However, the film is as accurate in its way in its depiction of the city as the series was. It is easy enough to have a character in a Ravens' shirt, but mentions of local faves such as Natty Boh (National Bohemian beer) and Berger's Cookies (sinful) made me know I was safely in the hands of a true Baltimoron. The romantic ambiance of this film climaxes in a jaunt through the Hampden neighborhood (pictured above), an enclave renowned throughout the city for its elaborate Christmas decorations. Baltimoreans travel to Hampden during the holiday season to experience the vibe and the film accurately captures the festive block party feel there. For preserving this on film, I will always treasure The Baltimorons.
The film does suffer from the formulaic predictability of the genre. We know when Cliff reenters the ring of improv comedy that he will emerge triumphant. We foresee him making his grand romantic gesture, holding a gift box that contains something only his beloved will truly understand. This is part in parcel with the wish fulfillment of such tales, otherwise the Hallmark Channel would not exist. I preferred the oddball vibe that develops between Cliff and Didi. Ms. Larsen and Mr. Strassner deliver two of the best performances of 2025. Their rapport reminded me of the character driven auteur films of the 1970s: Harold and Maude, California Split, Minnie and Moskowitz, etc. At its best, The Baltimorons belongs with those films.


