I'm currently drinking single malt whiskey out of a "sippy cup", not two months into my own marriage, and I'm thinking of Billy and Antoinette--not characters, to be clear-but PEOPLE. And how they bang up against walls, and each other, and some of it soaks and some of it bounces, but there's real LOVE there. And the kid craps on the carpet, so what? So. What.
Wear your emotions on your sleeve or cover them up in suits and college-boy theatrics. Whatever it takes to appear confident, funny, in control. Never mind the fact that you don't know what you're doing, what you're saying or where you're going. But that's true for all of us. Never has a movie so perfectly demonstrated the elegant humanity that arises from the struggle between balls and vulnerabilities.
Nathan does damn good movies.
I like David. I watch his movies.
Mabel and Nick can never be reduced to any one “characterization” or understanding, because they are human; a tornado of feelings, impulses, regrets, confusions and passions that shift and revise. I don't think Mabel is crazy. She has too much love and doesn’t know what to do with the excess. This is often misinterpreted by not only those around her—those under whom she is “influenced” —but also by most audiences.
Feel this film, for cryin' out loud. Let it kick you in the gut. To attempt to intellectualize, deconstruct or define a film such as this (or its characters, for that matter) is like using trigonometry to understand improvisational jazz. If you didn't get this film, you haven't watched it enough times. Put simply, "A Woman Under the Influence" is why I make films.
Wariaz, R i M., Robim, elena, Espen Nomedal, Eleni Ashton, Antonius-Blovk, Colton Bose, Loraine, jeffreyreeser, menencorio, mannequinlegs, Frankly, Mr. Shankly, Catarina Gomes, Gondo, N. C., Pedro, zang1ef, feral girlscout
I can't shake this film. Not that I'm trying to. There are emotions and images from it so indelible that they begin to create a ghostlike, pared-down imprint in my mind, emerging when I least expect it...not unlike when you stare at a light bulb and then close your eyes...somehow, the filament from the bulb remains.