roberto_cavaliere
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At the outset it reminded me of 8 1/2, but set in L. A. This is a kind of Day-in-the-Life of a glamorous but seemingly empty life with evocative existential atmospheric tones.
When Imogen Poots enters, she draws all the attention. We witness a strange and sensual romance. I had so many questions: Who is she? She seems to be an actress and he is a scriptwriter- where is this leading us? In the last part of her scene, she tells him "You are weak." She does so with a Mona Lisa smile- is she poking fun at him? Does this signal a fracture in their romance? Is this the quintessential truth about him? Or, sadly, about this movie? I'll never know; we didn't get that movie.
What we did get was a meandering trek through pretty urban scenes and people. It was like watching a movie through a neighbor's window. I don't want to be cruel. If anything, this movie reminds me about the power of the fundamental elements of storytelling: character development, plot, pacing, background, voice, raising the stakes or having any stakes whatsoever. Bereft of any of these things the artist runs the risk of giving us little more than window dressing.
When Imogen Poots enters, she draws all the attention. We witness a strange and sensual romance. I had so many questions: Who is she? She seems to be an actress and he is a scriptwriter- where is this leading us? In the last part of her scene, she tells him "You are weak." She does so with a Mona Lisa smile- is she poking fun at him? Does this signal a fracture in their romance? Is this the quintessential truth about him? Or, sadly, about this movie? I'll never know; we didn't get that movie.
What we did get was a meandering trek through pretty urban scenes and people. It was like watching a movie through a neighbor's window. I don't want to be cruel. If anything, this movie reminds me about the power of the fundamental elements of storytelling: character development, plot, pacing, background, voice, raising the stakes or having any stakes whatsoever. Bereft of any of these things the artist runs the risk of giving us little more than window dressing.
Tazza-One Eyed Jack, grips you tightly into its high stakes suspense and never lets you go.
"When you bet, bet with your life." -One-Eyed Jack
At the outset it's a familiar tale of the young talented man tossing his future away for the allure of ill gotten gains at the cards table. But as the story unfolds through twists and double-crosses, that young man is introduced to the secretive swindles and charismatic enigma of the One-eyed Jack and gains an insight into his father's demise and possibly his own.
The movie has a charming graphic-novel aesthetic at times which let's us know it is aware of itself in a good way. Later, the plot and character exceeds its genre trappings, if any, and great surprises await the viewer.
"When you bet, bet with your life." -One-Eyed Jack
At the outset it's a familiar tale of the young talented man tossing his future away for the allure of ill gotten gains at the cards table. But as the story unfolds through twists and double-crosses, that young man is introduced to the secretive swindles and charismatic enigma of the One-eyed Jack and gains an insight into his father's demise and possibly his own.
The movie has a charming graphic-novel aesthetic at times which let's us know it is aware of itself in a good way. Later, the plot and character exceeds its genre trappings, if any, and great surprises await the viewer.
A hipster doofus director/actor steals an original idea by the writer of a novel called "Free Fire."
When you lie to an audience you lose trust. This is wholly different than an unreliable narrator deployed by a master writer. If you're using the genres non-fiction, documentary, based on a true story, you stick to that or else label fiction-which would actually challenge an artist to try to play on audience expectations in a more genuine way.
No credit given to the essay by a legal expert who first posited the loophole thought experiment. What goes around, comes around and one day this premise might actually get picked up by much better talent.
When you lie to an audience you lose trust. This is wholly different than an unreliable narrator deployed by a master writer. If you're using the genres non-fiction, documentary, based on a true story, you stick to that or else label fiction-which would actually challenge an artist to try to play on audience expectations in a more genuine way.
No credit given to the essay by a legal expert who first posited the loophole thought experiment. What goes around, comes around and one day this premise might actually get picked up by much better talent.