We are all fictional characters in the hands of some puppetmasters, universal makers who guide the thread of our lives. What if one could meet his/her maker without actually dying? And make the said maker change the way the thread is threaded? Isn't this what all of us secretly hope for? Well, Harold Crick managed to fulfill this wish & have his life changed without dying (well, not until some time later, at least).
Not a good film. Weak, inconsistent script. Not funny/ tragic/entertaining, Emma Thompson's book is dreadful, incongruous wrist watch magic/character/device, Maggie G would never have gone for Ferrell's creepiness, even if she was able to ignore his drag queen eyebrows. Two stars for the actors involved, especially Queen Latifah (under used yet again). A missed opportunity and certainly not Kaufman.
Ferell is superb as Harold Crick, the blank everyman thrown towards chaos (and inevitable death) by Emma Thompson's neurotic, chain-smoking author. It's a beautifully put together meta rom-com. From the casting, to the sharp FX that pop up to give us visual cues to how Harold is thinking, and to the excellent soundtrack, Stranger Than Fiction delights with the craft of modern cinema.
Lovely interplay between all the actors and original plotting - not a missed step. Well chosen Reckless Eric song might be the highlight for many as is the option to go for a Strat instead of less sexy guitars also available. The ending was inevitable. It certainly was never going to be a tragedy was it? I mean. Come on.