Foreign Correspondents

My sentiments about this film remain much as my earlier comments indicate. However, the director, Mark Kines, was kind enough respect my right to the opinions I offered, while pointing out -- via the IMDb -- that, factually, Melanie Lynskey did NOT have to pay her way to the US from New Zealand. She was treated rather well here, glad to have an opportunity to be near Hollywood to explore possible future roles, make contacts with major studios, etc. She also knew the script in advance of coming. Kines had the smarts to seek her out and ask for her -- and PAY her! He deserves credit for that and more. I am sorry to have misled people. Was it fair to characterize her role as Melody as being "a wallflower"? A few other viewers' comments have been even less kind; still, "wallflower" probably was the wrong word. Melody knows what she's about; she's no push-over. She may be unhappy, yet never desperate or desolate. My problem remains: it's just not very dynamic. I'm not asking for gunfire, or weeping and running about. So-called quiet films often appeal to me for their very quietness. And, as I said before, there's much to enjoy about "Foreign Correspondents." I'm happy to say it again. What Kines attempted with her plot-line was extremely difficult -- and maybe film schools should post signs in big letters: Don't try this! Having Michael J. Fox play a coke-head in "Bright Lights, Big City" comes to mind. Not for a minute was he convincing in that role. (Loved him in "Doc Hollywood.") Kines' error was of a much lesser magnitude. And... my expectations for Lynskey and her part were sky-high, up in the clouds. I would accept no less than another "Heavenly Creatures" turn. And why not add in some startling b&w images from old Orson Welles' films, too -- and those terrific dancing mud-creatures -- what happened to them? All of which made it difficult to see and appreciate "Foreign Correspondents" in its own right; so I apologize.

One has to admire Mark Kines for making a truly independent movie.

Unfortunately, the first story is a little weak and I agree that Melanie Lynskey is underutilized. She is supposed to have a boring life, but the vignette doesn't rise up to the challenge of making a boring life seem interesting to a viewer. However, Will Wheaton does have a great role as the awkward neighbor.

I understand the second story is loosely based on an incident in the director's life. It is unfortunate that this could not have been the subject of a full-length feature. Corin Nemic (of Parker Lewis Can't Lose fame) is great, and I'd like to see him again. Unknown Yelena Danova is also excellent. I really cared for the characters and those in supporting roles. Yelena's host parents are interesting and the Father has some unexpected character development. The hilarious and telling scene in a bookstore featuring Martin Mull is an added bonus. The secondary theme of Cultural Variations and how strange Americans can be to foreigners is expertly handled.

Overall it is a great first outing and I'd recommend it to any indie fans.

Quiet, poignant duo of thematically intertwined stories of love and yearning. Acting is excellent, the characters themselves are very believable (okay, not all of them are entirely likable, but they are believable.) The storylines never take the easy cliche.

On the surface, this is a story of young people who are battling loneliness. But it's also the story of getting past pretense, of finding out who a person really is. It deals with fooling oneself, and fooling others. There's a rather humorous undertone of how foreigners view Americans, and vice versa. During the story, some of the characters develop, and some don't. Those who don't develop seem to prefer deluding themselves, in order to protect their hearts from a world of hurt. I recommend that you go see the movie, if you can!

A very pedestrian romantic movie - actually two short films that were put together. (It's obvious as the film moves along that they were conceptualized separately.) The acting is ok, but it's full of cliched characters and Wil Wheaton plays what is supposed to be a romantic, appears to be a demented stalker. Technically, the film is passable, thought the loud and very overly orchestrated music is way too much for such an indie film. The director seems like an assembler more than a leader by the plotting in this film.