brit marling pens yet another embarrassingly shallow film that posits itself as the corniest attempts at philosophizing in the medium since fincher's 'fight club'. batmanglij has no sense of tension or depth; in a low budget film an understanding of atmosphere is tantamount, what we're given is nauseating musical cues and a central performance so wooden all sense of why people would be enticed by this person is lost.
American independent cinema would be way better off if it used its outsider position to differentiate itself formally from Hollywood, rather than tell only superficially more interesting stories in the exact same ways.
The acting in this movie is the real reason to see it. Every lead performance is absolutely incredible. The story itself is pretty cool too with lots of extremely tense moments. Would definitely recommend.
The editing and structure are tight, but "Sound of My Voice" has an unfortunate tendency to disappear into its own ass in the writing department. Marling is a terrific actress, but even she can't make what often feel like the pretentious, incoherent ramblings of a first year philosophy major compelling. The ol' infiltrator-coming-to-love-the-infiltrated trope is twice as annoying when the characters lack charisma.
Sooner or later Brit Marling could become the next Hollywood darling, she is undeniably captivating. The film didn't particularly kept me excited... but it was concise and nice to watch. Even if I saw that plot twist coming I still had no clue how things would unfold in the end. One or two scenes (puking the apple, eating the worms) were there for the shock-value but I liked the weirdness and psychological games.