Un tranquillo weekend di mistero

Tim (Jake Johnson), his wife Lee (Rosemarie DeWitt) and son spend some time in her client's hillside home. Tim finds a gun in the yard but the cops are uninterested. Lee and her son visit her parents while Tim is suppose to finish his work. Instead of work, his friends Phil (Mike Birbiglia), Ray (Sam Rockwell) and others come to hang out. The guys start digging up where Tim found the gun and they find a bone. They are joined by others to do drugs. Tim and Max (Brie Larson) find a shoe and they continue the dig the next day finding even more bones. Ben (Orlando Bloom) rescues Lee from a drunk at a bar.

Director Joe Swanberg continues to make his improvisational indies. The idea of digging and discovery does infuse the movie with an obsessive quality. It works well to keep the intensity up. It does mean that Lee has the lesser half of the movie. In fact, the movie would work better pointing the focus at Tim. There are lots of ways the dig could go. The cops could actually come. The owner could come home early. However Swanberg seems more interested in the couple's relationship.

With a decent ending I would probably had given Digging For Fire a seven star rating. But the problem is that there is no logical ending with this movie. Why they do such a thing I don't really get. What's the point of telling a story when the end is unquestioned answers? That makes absolutely no sense to me. If there are questions or mysteries in a movie then give me some answers. Otherwise it's just a waste of my time for watching this. And it's not that the movie was not interesting or so, because to me it was. The actors were good, the story wasn't that bad. It's just the pointless ending. That brings the movie into the category of "movies not worth watching". Too bad.

Rosemarie dewitt, jake johnson are lee and tim, who stay in a friend's house on a vacation. While there, tim finds a gun and a bone in the back yard dirt. And obsesses over digging up the yard to find more, with a bunch of loud, rowdy friends. Lee takes the kid and drives to her parents, which seems to be the beginning of a naughty night for her. Appearances by orlando bloom, sam rockwell, judith light, ron livingston, mike birbiglia. Tim does a whole lot of philosophizing, in between shovels of dirt. He doesn't seem capable of just plain small talk. Lots of scenes stapled together, but not much of a story. A clever scene when lee says "daddy is home, doing his homework"... cut to daddy, smoking a joint, as the camera pans past the tax forms. I'm guessing they won't be invited back to stay at this house! They dig up the yard, wear the owner's clothes, and break things. Terrible people. Directed by joe swanberg. Dewitt is married to livingston, probably best known for office space! He and johnson have appeared in other films directed by swanberg. Jude, the young boy also happens to be the director's son! It's a bit slow... needed more of a cohesive story. It could have been great.

I greatly enjoyed a couple of Joe Swanberg's previous films, 'Drinking buddies' and 'Happy Christmas.' In both those instances I think Swanberg's largely improvisational style of film-making served the pictures very well, as the loose framework of the narrative allowed the casts room to really explore the characters and the dynamics between them - and that was all they needed to be to succeed. That notion isn't one that necessarily works for every story concept, however, and I wonder if this isn't an example of a movie that isn't served as well by Swanberg's usual method. I still like 'Digging for fire,' but it's distinctly less engaging, and the viewing experience is one that comes and goes without making much of a mark.

The scene writing, such as it is, provides some fine scattered ideas. As the cast obviously had a substantial role in shaping what each scene ended up being, I think all are too be commended for finding a thought for each in turn that was meaningful, like sparse seeds that each could grow into something bigger. For that matter, I really like the cast, an ensemble filled with recognizable names, and all play their parts very well. Dan Romer's music is also lightly flavorful - nothing super remarkable, perhaps, but a nice touch layered on top of the proceedings. And from a technical standpoint, and concerning all those contributions from behind the scenes, I think this is pretty solid.

The issue I think have is that the very concept in this case portends a more specific, linear, crafted narrative, and Swanberg's improvisational approach is best suited for material in which characters have personal discoveries and the actors can probe the spaces in between it all. In 'Digging for fire, "the discovery of a bone and a gun send a husband and wife on separate adventures over the course of a weekend." That's not to say that the actors and characters can't also have like experiences in the manner Swanberg is known for, and sure enough that is definitely what we get in some measure amidst interesting story ideas. Still, this feature comes across as less focused, and with what feels like less leeway to do and be what they will, each moment comes off as a tad forced, or maybe contrived. All the great ideas that collectively form feel imbalanced and uncertain between standing individually as seeds of potential, and fitting together in the construction of a whole; between being organic manifestations and revelations of improvisation, and structured, deliberate machinations of a course laid in. The end result feels divided.

I repeat that I do actually like this, and I think in totality it's stronger and more enjoyable than not. I earnestly appreciate everything that Swanberg, Jake Johnson, the huge and admirable cast, and the crew poured into it. There's substantial skill and intelligence all throughout, and even kernels of outright brilliance. "Substance" is a key term, however, for this struggles with wanting to be both an assemblage of characters and actors in a singular space, discovering what emerges, and a carefully plotted delineation of separate rooms (scenes) that complete a definitive course of events. For all the value herein, it feels less meaningful. When all is said and done I think this is a title that's absolutely worth checking out if you're a big fan of someone involved, or just looking for something a bit more out of the ordinary. All the same, set aside the recognizable names and faces and 'Digging for fire' isn't necessarily anything special, and the recommendation it earns is a soft and casual one.

Joe Swanberg is an actor who has become a seminal figure in the mumblecore movement of the past ten years. With films like "Happy Christmas" and "Drinking Buddies," he has a distinct voice among the indie set. His films often start with a simple outline for the plot, with some tragic thirtysomething characters, and then the dialogue is mostly improvised by the actors themselves. He often operates with a cast that he has worked before, such as Jake Johnson, Anna Kendrick, and Melanie Lynskey.

The film's plot is actually based on events in Jake Johnson's own life. The film follows a married couple, played by Johnson and Rosemarie DeWitt, who are having a hard time coexisting after the arrival of their son Jude. The wife, Lee, is a yoga teacher and one of her clients is letting the family stay at her vacation home for two weeks. The husband, Tim, digs around the property and finds a bone and an old gun. When Lee leaves to spend time with her family Tim invites a group of friends over, and though Lee has stated that he shouldn't dig anymore, he and his friends do anyway, and find quite a bit of evidence. The rest of the film sees both Tim and Lee try to find themselves in the company of others, as they attempt to piece together what they want from life.

I mean, that's the interpretation that I came up with in watching this film. Swanberg eschews traditional storytelling and rhythm in order to delve into the inner psyche of the subjects covered in his films. To do this he often focuses between two and four characters. In this film there are two central characters, but there's also a large ensemble cast who do nothing but throw off noise. Chris Messina shows up for a good ten seconds of screen time, and Anna Kendrick does her cameo in stride, but they don't add anything to the story besides showing that Tim isn't a hermit. Brie Larson probably has the largest role as a friend of a friend who helps Tim flirt with the idea of infidelity as she becomes his confidant. Sam Rockwell is an explosive if unneeded presence, as a friend who becomes jealous of the Tim and Brie's relationship.

Though there are some stark moments among the pretentious drivel, this is the worst example of the mumblecore movement I've seen yet. It reinforces the criticisms of most, as it's unfocused, monotonous, and slow. Johnson's usual charm is masked by a performance that weaves in between interesting and wayward. DeWitt isn't much better as the controlling and yet unfocused wife. If there had been a little more plot, a little more explanation, this would have been a much more interesting and deep film.