Besides retrace the histories that have paved the lineaments of your face, what to do the last few hours before the world ends? Get high? Call Mom? Make masterpieces? Eat a steak with your dog? This is the most civil of apocalypse film. Sure there are quarrels, a suicide, a calling-out-the-landlord for the rent hikes. Might as well fuck and order Chinese! A moving night on Delancey, an idealized peace to the end all.
We know for sure about our mortality and yet we don't know anything about the meaning of it. We speculate and speculate, but eventually everything turns out to be circle. Then nihilism comes up which is fought back by the ideas of labour and occasional sex. Yes! All we've left with are those distractions. The ending of the world is just a detail, it already is fading away for each one of us.
Endlessly frustrating. There are many intriguing ideas and moments here but Ferrara never really achieves a coherent thematic or atmospheric narrative. It vacillates between platitudes, poignancy and senselessness when the film's idea could have spawned something genuinely transcendent. A missed opportunity.
No bad idea to show an intimate version of the apocalypse. There are some good ideas and intense sequences, but also a lot of kitsch (especially connected to Skye and her pseudo-spirituality). In the end the film turns out to be unsatisfactory, maybe too improvised. And by the way it's one of the longest Apple (and also Skype) commercials I have ever seen...
A very bold, brave film that feels more European than American, and which offers a more honest and believable account of world's end than "The Day After Tomorrow." I have a feeling this is a film I will return to often, since it has a nice sense of calmness and affirmation of life.
It's a pointless take on what happens once people have accepted that the world is going to end in a few hours. Most movies about this theme like to show the "big revelation" happening, the chaos, the desperation. In here there's no hope left and nothing else to do. So everyone decides to turn on their macbooks, go to skype and act like crazies. Very poor and dry movie, I was expecting more.
I found the film oddly highly uplifting. The amount of information the protagonists take in from screens large and small is testament to the amount of info available to us in this day and age but the attempts at logic never amount to anything. Skye's art and the implication of a higher power in Cisco evading his drug habits are what Ferrara identifies with human progress even in humanities final hours. Masterwork.
It's an amazing contemplation of our actual way of living. Screens all around drowning them in images 24/7. They're on their way to death but all he does is to fill himself with these images, since once he looks inside all he see is void (need for heroin). A beautiful end where even Ferrara falls to say "l'important c'est d'aimer".
Felt as if it stumbles from idea to idea, without the overarching feeling that this was intentional. Rather heavy-handed in it's symbolism, I felt as if the film was unsure whether or not to trust that the audience will "get" it. Honestly, not much there to "get".