What bull. Now I'm not surprised you can't appreciate such a sublimely well-written and beautiful film, but exactly how is this a Bergman knockoff?
The only decent scene in the film was the next to last one where the chubby woman eats and packs the food in the purse, and even that scene's purpose was as an unnecessary filler.
A very criminally underrated and extremely talented actor. This man should be a household name everywhere.
How did Karen Black and Christopher Plummer wind up in this shlock?
It took me until Lou Reed's death to discover his album "Berlin". I wish I had gotten into it before. Lou sounds great, and Schnabel does a great job with the filmmaking.
Hey U2, The Beatles had the idea of performing on a rooftop before your no good band even existed.
This was a very pretty period piece flick, with great performances from Brandauer, and Dunaway. However like Carol Reed's "Fallen Idol", the film fell apart because of an incomplete storyline, and a very annoying kid that I wanted to punch in the face.
Phoenix and Hoffman were both ROBBED of Oscars.
I didn't know there were Canadian tongued people in 18th Century Germany
A great combination of 2 cinematic favorites of mine: French cinema and American musicals.
Films like this, that look at the horrors of war, from the POV of a child are truly the most riveting of them all. What makes this film stand out from the others is that at the Golden Globes in 1987, this beat more popular films like Moonstruck, Broadcast News, Baby Boom, and Dirty Dancing to win Best Comedy/Musical, and you want to know something? They got it right that year. It was the best.
Richardson, Hepburn, Robards, and Stockwell bring out O'Neill's words with the greatest amount of gusto imaginable. This is the version that all actors should watch if they want to tackle this play on stage, or any other O'Neill play for that matter.
This film was a great portrait of the growing radicalism in the late 1960s/early 70s, beautifully photographed and edited together (especially the explosion scene at the end) However the film was ruined by the stale performances of the two leading actors. As for Rod Taylor, this film was a waste of his talent.
It's "The Killing of Sister George" gone completely haywire in the new millennium. Piper Perabo completely overacts, and it kills the realilistic scenario of teenage innocence as a result.
This is a Canadian knockoff version of Bergman's Autumn Sonata and Cries and Whispers. It has the feel of a French speaking Lifetime Movie of the Week rather than an artistic masterpiece.
It' a Bergman knockoff to me, because its a subtle story of family dysfunction in a house off the beaten track like the two films mentioned above. Except Bergman makes the somewhat bland atmosphere seem eye catching and everything including the main plot gets your attention. Fond Memories did little to grab my attention and frankly it made everything boring and meaningless, although the one who played the estranged father was halfway decent.
Not to mention that all 3 films incorporate flashbacks of rotten childhoods, which led to the dysfunction. Bergman manages to outline the problems at hand in the flashback and mingle it with the main plot. Fond Memories did its best to do Bergman-esque plot setup, but I saw no true link between past and present
Dysfunctional family + remote house + flashbacks = Bergman. Ok, go it. How superficial. Never done before Bergman and if you do it now; knockoff! The setting is more Ducharme-esque (obv.) than Bergmanesque. And you saw no true link between the past and the present? Now I have to wonder if you even paid attention to the film (*cough*Viviane*cough*). Bland, dull, boring, still the same old elusory criticism.
Only Monty Python can make a satirical musical extravaganza seem legitimate.
I don't care what people say about this film negatively. It might be a stupid flick but Rik Mayall's performance as the title character is so heartwarming and full of love that it almost makes us all wish we had an imaginary character like him in our individual lives.
This woman is in practically every Quebecois film I've seen, and she never can stand out. She lacks the passionate emotions that many European actresses (ie. Catherine Deneuve, Charlotte Rampling) possess in their performances. She can easily be forgotten outside of her native Canada.
Seeing this film made me forget that it was made by the same director of bombs such as Leonard Part 6 and Made of Honor.
Nothing but a cheap French-Canadian rip-off of Bunuel's "The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie". Except this film has feeble performances, and a cliché story line.
This film was worth seeing, for the China and Australia sequences. The viewer got to see the reality and mores of both countries up front. My only complaint is that there should have been an England segment as well.