Gary, an actor who plays a cop on television, uses too much lighter fluid when he burns his ex-girlfriend’s things, then he drinks and drives, uses crack, and crashes his car. He sobers up in jail and is placed under house arrest and the watchful eye of a publicist, the cheery and tough-minded Margaret. She moves him into the empty house of a writer who’s away in Canada on a shoot. Gary meets Sarah, an attractive and seemingly-willing neighbor. His friendship with Margaret blooms and strange things happen: he finds notes he doesn’t remember writing, he hears noises, and he seems to bump into himself in the kitchen. Two remaining chapters reveal what’s going on. –IMDb
"What are the eights?" "Koalas. They're telepathic. Plus, they control the weather." Wow. What a clever idea from the Hollywood studios. I'm impressed. Go for it boys. 2/5. 1 for Hope Davis.
Sort of a fun ride while it lasts, but in the end it doesn't add up to anything.
I'm embarrassed that I started watching this. The idea of the author who becomes the pawn in someone else's "script" is intriguing, but the delivery is so disjointed, so wooden, so utterly paceless, it's as if someone slapped it together not realizing it was going to be an actual film. Don't waste your time.
Caution: Spoilers
There really isn’t a way to talk about John August’s The Nines without spoiling some aspect of the intricate plot and creation structures at play. But first, I need to give… read review
