To couch darkness in comedy is not new and the zany ending was a contrivance that detracts from any sense of purpose. As affable as the cast is (including cat & dog), there are no revelations here about mental illness. The one powerfully redeeming moment is the urgent psychotherapy between Jerry and Dr. Warren, both acting in sheer desperation, grasping for meaning in the face of oblivion.
Reynolds is entertaining at macabre comedy, Satrapi delights in the absurdism, but as a genuinely meaningful comment on mental health, it misfires significantly. An interesting experimental piece if nothing more.
The bizarre, gruesome story was just great, as was the offbeat humour, but while Satrapi seems pretty confident in the writing, she still lacks quite a bit on the visual flair. Also, Ryan Reynolds here is far from the disaster he usually is, but still can't deliver what the part needed, so we get the only meaty role done by a subpar actor while the way more talented supporters have little material to work with.
Surprisingly funny, gleefully colourful, grotesquely morbid. Reynolds is actually quite enjoyable as Jerry, a deranged man with a smile plastered upon his face. Kendrick and Arterton were lovely, too, as the chatty hotties-turned-severed-heads. Though, I found myself wishing that Kendrick's character had gathered more intel and faced a more climactic demise. All in all, non-essential but quite a bit of fun.
I'm still confused whether this movie is a great dark comedy or another Ryan Reynolds' crappy movie. The only thing I'm sure is that "Persepolis" has nothing to do with this, besides sharing the director name in the credits.
Entertaining movie with equal parts schmaltz, comedy, gore and tragedy. Reynolds is very good in the lead role and should get some recognition for his work. The direction is pretty good and the sudden shifts from comedy to tragedy is deftly handled. Despite this, while I was entertained, I could not get a handle on the whole thing. I'll watch it again to see if I come to terms with the strange diversity.
FNC '14 A strange detour for filmmaker Marjane Satrapi who moves into black comedy and grand guignol with this film. The comedy is often oft-putting but if the viewer is game the payoff is quite good. The closing credit sequence is one to remember. Reynolds and Kendrick are quite good here but Artheton feels somewhat miscast. Visually interesting but a comedown from the director's first two films.