FUCK! Fuck! End-of-the-world filmmaking depression fuel, proto-Malickian urban inner turmoil, they grab, the pain, that studio in hell, ass, skin, tits, "am I in a vampire movie?", unwanted blowjobs in the balcony, wearing plastic dollar sunglasses, stroking her face in the tv screen while the Devil films her surrogate coming up to you and you grab her and ask "Why did you leave?" and then you find gin in the minib
A peine sorti de la drogue et de l'alcoolisme, l'acteur Matty (Matthew Modine) tente de reprendre pied, grâce à sa nouvelle compagne Susan (Claudia Schiffer). Malheureusement, le passé, avec son cortège de douleurs et de secrets, va finalement peu à peu le rattraper ..... Plutôt fort moyen ! www.cinefiches.com
A formal tour de force, it might be Ferrara's most stunning direction to date. It's not going to win over any Ferrara naysayers as it plunges into even more lurid, uncompromising depths, but it's ultimately the fierce artistic vision one remembers most vividly. If you haven't seen a Ferrara movie and you like your first impressions strong, here's a double scotch neat for ya.
Possessing that incredible raw energy that only Ferrara has nowadays, this film stays with you and haunts you long after you've finished watching it. It's a movie about a man's past catching up with him (one of Ferrara's favourite themes) and its approach on the study of Image and Reflection is a powerful insight on the role of cinema itself. It's a flawed film, but masterful as a whole.
The movie was excellent until the last 15 minutes, which as in many of other Ferrara films he seems to change gears and end on a different note. The whole piece is a drama-driven story but then it goes to some sort of thriller conclusion that i'm not very fond of. Still a very good movie, better than many seems to really acknowledge.