this is a film for every survivor of parent codependency. i identified with & recognized just about every main character in that film. to see the trauma loop on screen was shattering & refreshing. incredible performances, incredible film. So many stories like this yet to be told.
months after seeing this, i was in a restaurant in woodstock, ny , and christopher abbott walked in! i almost fell out m'chair. <3
2.65. Robs us of the sour pleasures of disdainful condescension by making its poor little rich boy kind of a hero, or at least a mom-loving mensch at his marrow. Abbott, shot in almost-constant close-up, lends James' existential angst a soulfulness that roots it in something other than parental decline and demise--or else beaches it on the super-model ornamented shores of privileged emo-nihilism. Both, sure, both.
I stood still throughout the final credits and then started shaking uncontrollably. Why isn't Nixon getting major roles every year? I always thought she was wonderful but here she just puts her fellow colleagues from the A-list to shame.
Srsly, stop de JLaw/Johansson obsession and go beyond the obvious once in a while. I'm happy to see Abbott take off to bigger roles. I'll be following Mond's work closely after this.
"We feel good things way up here, but we feel bad things way way way down there. And we gotta remember there's all this space in between" Cynthia Nixon and Christopher Abbott are both excellent in this tale of a young man stagnated in life trying to provide care for his cancer stricken mother while making poor hedonistic choices. Strong scripting and interesting visual design make a nice calling card for Josh Mond.
The indie strategy is one that causes too much boredom, always anchored in "cases of life", particular examples of existential circumstances. The customary hand camera up and around the actors, that in this case is really on top of the main character, as if a "Son of Saul" in New Yok. But there is, from the concentration in the progression of the mother's illness, a performative intensity that is captivating.
Someone says "That movie is not good because through entire film its protagonist doesn't grow up." & maybe he/she would say "James White" is fucking disaster. Unsentimental, intensely desolate tale about man-child facing his dying mother with Christopher Abbott's fiercely hateful performance, Mátyás "Son of Saul" Erdély's claustrophobic cinematography, stunning last shot. Should be double bill with "Bachelorette"
Not bad for a Mumblecore. It wasn't dumb, it's about a dude who's kind of a fuckup but he loves his mom who's dying of cancer. Not funny or uplifting but that's not what I watch films for anyway. Wish I had subs for the mumbly parts, tho.
Sim,um dramalhão,mas cujo estilo irrequieto,a energia que emana de cada cena,a câmera flutuando sobre White como mosca no lixo,a velocidade, a estabilidade,um pouco dos Dardennes,um pouco de Haneke,também um thriller devastador. Um conto que se esgueira pelos quartos de hospital, pelas casas noturnas decadentes, sempre em busca de uma catarse que não vem. De uma humanidade que talvez não exista. Algo real. Sufocante.