This was a welcome surprise. I meant to watch this back when it came out; never got around to it until now. How genuine is this movie? It's got some problems, but it really felt like Mills carved out a piece of himself and threw it up on screen, it's personal and that matters. Hopefully he has more stories to tell.
Your mother dies, and your father dies just after. What do you do? This film touches upon, yet is clearly different than "Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind", where McGregor acts well and the tempo rolls on. It felt real to me; and the film picks up on "what is real?" without becoming pretentious. A lovely film.
Two beautiful white people try to learn to love again in climate controlled Los Angeles after suffering the indignity of growing up upper class. The sadly whimsical piano overlays that are meant to serve as a substitute for a dialogue that never gets past the insipid are like fingernails on a chalkboard by the time the credits roll.
I couldn't make it through Thumbsucker, finding it somehow repellent, but had a friend who worked on this so I gave it a chance. I'm glad I did, since it was sweet & fun & true to life. The ace cast no doubt played a part in this, as well as the dialed-down quirk level. A great date movie, which I saw at an open-air summer evening screening in Toronto (which, it turns out, is a good combination of circumstances.)
A new french-american film. Authentic and poetic. Direct and comprehensive. McGregor shows depth in this not seen elsewhere. Holy diffusion. Mumble-core -perhaps- but oh so tantalizing. The silences speak volumes. Just wish there were less forced hand-held intimacy. "What about the chair, is the chair gay?"