I didn't think Person to Person amounted to much — at first. I thought I was watching some Alex Ross Perry thing, and honestly I haven't been in the mood for an Alex Ross Perry thing.
Anyway, Person to Person is a delicate little movie full of small and simple treasures. Like Ben Rosenfield, who comes back to life after brutally being murdered by a hazy monster in Twin Peaks.
too obvious, not funny enough, not sharp at all, so many awful lines, tries too hard for a warmness it doesn't achieve, too heavy a hand, too pleased with itself, too many men; the teen parts esp are so embarrassingly + poorly written, edging into insulting (to women/teen girls, people who like good writing); the journalists + jewelry store parts are ok when Cera isn't being made to make multiple throwaway rape jokes
It's really like watching a comic strip unravel. Despite having some darkness and despair inherently attached to it, the only thing you feel is the sweetness. It's such a sweet and warm movie, with its quirky characters and oddball humor. It doesn't feel scripted, despite being so. I will forever identify with Bene, whose soft spot is music. I hear you, man.
Film choral assez bancal, Manhattan Stories peine à proposer des histoires qui marquent réellement malgré un joli casting et une étude de caractères plutôt réussie. Une journée new-yorkaise sympathique, à défaut d'être mémorable. Chronique complète à lire sur Citazine : http://www.citazine.fr/article/manhattan-stories-film-choral-asthmatique
People with struggles... but for me it was also a struggle to watch the whole film and give it more than an OK importance, here and there. There were some good things though: Tavi Gevinson's character script; the Abbi and Michael Cera singing in the car scene being one of the most awkward scenes on cinema but it felt funny watching it. The soul-jazzy soundtrack is also very good.