A surprisingly uncomfortable movie to watch because of Brandy's personality and actions. She's not overtly bothersome but it's the small things, the little choices she makes and the way she thinks that actually disturbed me. An interesting portrait of an actress and human being.
Accomplished. Tells a woman's story through and through. And, maybe this is a spoiler alert, but when she enters her ex-partner's apartment towards the end of the film it reminds me of when Sally Field's character visits Robin William's apartment in Mrs. Doubtfire. - I know I know that level of description. I should be a film critic. ;-)
I couldn't believe how much this captivated me: beautifully shot, fascinatingly inscrutable, set to an immaculately curated soundtrack, and pinned down by the engrossing titular pseudo-performance at its center. Certain stretches - the last few minutes in particular - achieve surprising levels of tension for the subject matter, using nothing but old fashioned good filmmaking. Impulsive and irreverent, but grounded.
A mixed bag. I would probably give it 2 1/2 stars if Mubi had half stars. Some interesting scenes interspersed with some corny overdone scenes. Brandy was like the movie. She had some thought provoking things to say and then other rather ordinary musings. Sometimes I wanted to continue watching to see what happens, other times I wanted to cut it off.
A compelling watch but I found it increasingly difficult and finally impossible to feel any sympathy for this woman. She gives up her role as actress for the role of mother and wife but self-destructs that. She yearns for one while being the other and regrets choices made for both. Her self-centered egotism grates quickly. She plays the role of despairing isolate well. It is perhaps the role she was born for.
Actress on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown. Greene doesn't just settle on showing another unhappy thespian who can't manage her work/life balance and is in an endless loop of attempting to find the next part. He instead dramatizes those inner gargoyles eating of her through sepia images, slo mo, grainy footage, and extreme closeups. A bit self-conscious and posed for me but it's also like watching a train wreck.
A former actress from The Wire decides to return to her career after leaving to raise a family in upstate New York. The problem is whether Brandy Burre is pursuing acting or stardom, and it looks a lot like like the latter. She comes off neurotic and unsympathetic, and the horror of what develops is compounded by the director's visual references to Douglas Sirk, matching Burre's narcissism with his own.
Burre’s beautiful face, with its sharp angles and watchful eyes, register frustration, sadness, and love in equal measure - a compelling one-woman show. Greene complicates the documentary by incorporating slow motion, musical cues, staged compositions and close-up confessional moments. Is she is performing or confiding? Burre's skill as a performer animates the film.I have a review at ArtsFuse/Actress
Even though this is a "documentary," I feel I am watching an actress acting the parts in between doing actual work as an actress. Surreal. I can certainly relate to not having much of a personality and working to "act" most/all of the time. In this microcosm, we get to witness her toe the line. It's hardship on an aesthetic level that her instincts try to manage.
Quite a candid look at life choices and the often narcissistic nature of the actor ego. The doco itself is well put together save for a bit of overly-repetitive emotional score triggering and there is a surprising amount of poetry in the slow motion sequences. 3 stars