A deeply searching work from Soderbergh, at a time when his career was at a low ebb. Perhaps trying to attain some of the sense of visual disorientation associated with Gray's early work with the Wooster Group, what we end up losing is a sense of weight, a sense of rhythm. Better than the tone deaf Broomfeld, not as open as the brilliant Demme, redeemed by the brilliant "And Everything is Going Fine."
Stephen Soderbergh directed this adaptation of Spalding Gray's monologue about his own eye condition and subsequent quest for a cure into a facsinating one man show that takes us inside Gray's peculiar and neurotic work. Soderbergh manages to turn a monolgue into a riveting hour and a half of cinema, and leaves us hanging on Gray's every word. An impressive feat indeed.
I just picked this up! I've seen it probably 3 times before via Youtube, but I'm so excited to stick it into my HD tv and see it light up! Gray is one of my person heroes, and this film is the best combination of his monologue technique and Soderbergh's inventive visuals. 10/10 I fuckin' love it!