Too Tired to Die

This movie is like a moving dartboard. details flash before you and as you aim your attention on a particular target, it quickly goes out of reach.

I just rented this flick among 6 others (saw Wall Street before this one, really good movie) simply because Mira Sorvino is a hottie and the premise of the film (guy gets 12 hours to do whatever he wants) sounded intriguing.

It turned out to be something a hell of a lot different.

From the opening credits I was impressed with the set-design, the actor and the way it was being filmed. Fantastic opening scene gave me the feeling I was going to watch something really unique. And I did.

Unfortunately, I cant quite find the words to describe what I saw. It seemed almost like an improvisation. Characters that didnt quite seem to fit in the story, conversations that didnt seem to hold any relevance, plot-twists that were inconceivable. This isnt your typical hollywood film.

Again, I was taken aback by the style of the movie, and I recommend this for those seeking something "different" to comment on along with their friends. Just like "Lost Highway" had an important message locked somewhere in it's tangled skein.

Oh well. That pretty much sums up my opinion of the movie, sorry I couldn't have done a better job. peace out.

It's about death, this movie, and the struggle to find meaning to one's life, when having only a few hours to do it. Big subjects, indeed, worthy of a great artist - needing one, really. Writer/director Chin doesn't suffice.

The film plays with classic themes, related to this topic - such as the chess game with the reaper in Bergman's 'Seventh Seal'. Bergman's knight loses the game, but wins the lives of those he has learned to hold dear. In this movie, nothing is gained, and so one wonders: is anything at all lost?

There's an interesting atmosphere in the film, sort of an arty New York setting through an immigrant's eyes, but neither that nor anything else is really followed through. What must be meant to have some profound undercurrent, remains just surface - and a quickly sketched surface, at that. It would have been better to make this film a pure comedy.

A film with a really interesting premise and obviously some provocative ideas behind it. Unfortunately it goes nowhere from there and particularly towards the end becomes tiresome and violent.

The best part of the film is by far the character of Death played by Mira Sorvino.

The aimless protagonist is an all too believable character, and therefore there is considerable empathy for him, even when his behavior is not justifiable. This film really gave me something to think about; how many people would do better than Kenji if given 24 hours to put their life in order? In traditional Hollywood, everything would miraculously work out fine, but of course Wonsuk Chin knows better than that. This is a case where I think a bitter flavor is better than sweetness. Not all of the loosely-linked scenes work, and Sorvino can grate at times, but on the whole the movie is very much worth seeing. The opening is wonderful.

Kenji (Takeshi Kaneshiro) is a Japanese guy living in New York. He spends his days at a local coffee shop. He encounters his mysterious dream girl (Mira Sorvino). She is death and she reveals that he has twelve hours to live.

This is an experimental indie. There is some surrealism but it struck me as fake unreality. One thing that doesn't help is the guy's heavy accent. It actually grew to annoy me. The acting ranges from amateurish to some recognizable veterans like Jeffrey Wright, Michael Imperioli, and Ben Gazzara. This is strictly indie time. It would help to have some better cinematic style. Newbie director Wonsuk Chin tries a few moves but they come off looking amateurish.