21 (2008)
It seemed to me that the filmmakers understood well enough that they had a hurdle to jump in getting your average moviegoer to connect with genius MIT students, but didn’t quite grasp how to make that happen.
It seemed to me that the filmmakers understood well enough that they had a hurdle to jump in getting your average moviegoer to connect with genius MIT students, but didn’t quite grasp how to make that happen.
If it’s handled well enough, I think sometimes it’s enough to just have eminently talented actors playing out the ordinary lives of extraordinary people.
I genuinely feel like, despite being able to clearly recognize many of the themes Kaufman is exploring, the film went way over my head, or maybe just past it in that way creative processes of others sometimes do.
It’s just so refreshing to watch an avant garde film with genuine thought put into the emotional impact of blocking, rather than choices made simply because they look cool or arty.
I have no idea what the film was ultimately trying to convey. Being rich is inherently bad unless you’re the quirky adopted son?
As “must see” as it is possible to get.
If there is only one thing to be said about Death in Love, it is that it was absolutely not what I expected.
A lot of the time, especially if I’m a bit pressed for time as I am tonight, I’ll begin to jot down a basic sketch of my review for a film around fifteen or twenty minutes before it’s over. Ordinarily, that far into the movie I already have a decently well-formed opinion of its strengths and weaknesses and can get a good start on penning my thoughts. This is what I can say about The Hide: I found it intriguing all the way through, had half a solid, fairly eloquent review written and then had to scrap the entire thing because in those last twenty minutes it BLEW MY MIND. We’re talking slack-jawed, wide-eyed amazement.