Miles Raymond in Sideways.
Joel Barrish in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is essentially me, and his relationship with Clementine is pretty much the exact relationship I was in at the time of the film’s release, even to the point of it being a loop of love, break-up, love, break-up, over and over again.
Doesn’t happen with characters, more with styles. When I watch a Nicolas Roeg film, I feel like he has made what I would have made under the same circumstances.
—PolarisDiB
Pierre of Irreversible was the only time where it was alarmingly familiar, specifically the club scene, if no others.
Also, Jeliza-Rose of Tideland. Watching it was like watching home videos enhanced with my thoughts & nightmares at the time.
The characters in Tsai Ming-liang’s film really resonate with me. That sense of alienation in a huge city is very familiar to me.
Matteo in The Best of Youth, I’ve never felt so close to character in all my life.
I have always felt very close to the character played by James Mason in Odd Man Out by Carol Reed. I look just like him, too (well, maybe not quite). Like him, I have felt a bit like a hunted animal, but I didn’t have to die to escape – not yet, anyway. Oh, and my mind is very similar to HAL’s – but I am not as vindictive.
Frank Booth (HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA evil laugh)
But seriously I would have to say John Cusack in Grosse Pointe Blank (without the killing), Celine or Julie from Celine and Julie Go Boating, Co 223 from Chungking Express, Patrick Bateman during the last half hour of American Psycho (without the killing), Naomi Watts in Mulholland Dr when she isn’t in her fantasy, and Kevin Pereira from Attack of the Show! (not a movie, but he fits) all combined into one. I can’t name one character since it would be next to impossible to capture me in a single character and make a coherent film where the characters maintains some sort of normality or consistency throughout.
Like Simon Pegg in Shawn of the Dead, most of my nowadays. Lately its also been like Woody Allen in Deconstructing Harry.
Max Fischer without the music playing in the background and the killer slow-motion arrests.
I also come off as an extreme narcissist, so if there’s a character that fakes narcissism to get attention then file me under him/her.
Harry Moseby in Night Moves. Oscar Madison in The Odd Couple. John Winger in Stripes. Then sometimes Philip Marlowe in Murder My Sweet. Only in the fact that he seems so vulnerable but continues to make fun of people even when he’s being choked.
The ape-man who gets his skull bashed in during the opening sequence of 2001. I can’t keep up with new technology.
Dante in Clerks
Stroszek…….
Adam Sandler in Punch-Drunk Love.
Michael Cera in Superbad
Rob. Now, come one, friend. I don’t want to criticize, but Michael Cera? You and every other 16 year old in the U.S.
I guess, since I don’t know you, I can’t say one way or the other, but we can be a little more original, can’t we? I don’t want to be a jerk, but I guess I’m going to sound like an asshole no matter what I do, sorry.
I have actually seen myself on film which is even cooler than finding yourself in a movie character. You can see me briefly in Manuela y Manuel.
But I must say I recently saw La dolce vita for the first time and I think my life has changed since then. I wouldn’t go as far as to say that I found myself in Marcello but the movie made me feel an urge for wanting to live my life to the fullest. I know Fellini was no moralist but this movie is some kind of epic moral saga.Hans Beckert in M.
I just saw Jeanne Dielman, 23 Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles; I really related to Jeanne – the routine (even though I am not a 40 something housewife and widow in Brussels, I am a soon to be 59 year old married male with a job in Western Canada and amazing grandchildren) – as I was saying, the routine of every day the same, get up, put the kettle on, make coffee, take my vitamins, eat my breakfast, get dressed, go to to work, be friendly with the neighbours …, I honestly sat in the theatre thinking, that’s me, that’s me. It made me laugh, and I don’t think its supposed to be a comedy. Then she goes mental at the end, which, I must say, I sometimes feel like doing, but never have and hopefully never will. I don’t do sex work on the side, either. I’ve never really experienced that before; lots of times I’ve wished I could be the person on the screen, but that wasn’t the question, right?
I saw “Barton Fink” for the first time just after being transferred to a new job that I didn’t feel right for. The entire situation was surreal with superiors expecting me to do work that felt wrong in a place I didn’t want to be. Now THAT movie spoke to me. I left the theater thinking, “I AM Barton Fink!”
Oh god, Chopin that made me laugh inappropriately.
Blue Ruin
Have you ever related to a character’s situation, personality, world-view etc., then asked yourself how the film makers got inside your head? Which one?