I just watched Synecdoche, New York. After waiting and waiting to see this, I was let down. There was so much stuff going on in this film that just didn't get anywhere. I'm not gonna go into it, but the alternate reality stuff was rad, and sort-of magic-realism, but didn't really do anything other than add cool points to the film. Nothing seems to ever be explored, except the inside of Kaden's head. Yes, maybe that's the point--the whole simulacra angle--a copy of a copy of a copy. But It got old, and old fast, just like the characters. I wanted something to hold onto and just felt frustrated. And where was Keener? She's the best part of any movie and she was non-existant...a ghost...ok, I get that that was the point of her character...nevermind.
I just feel like Kuafman, who is probably one of the only writers out there with auteur status, unzipped his pants and started masterbating--think nick cage in adaptation masterbating in the middle of the night. yes, kuafman, instead of writing just masterbated onto paper and then said, "hey, i'm gonna direct this one. just give me a good cast." He did have a god cast, problem is the film was more of an experiment in levels of narration and complicating narrative trajectory, and avoiding answers, rather than a film with any substance. Well, it had a lot of substance, but the viewer--me and you--only got a taste and never the full meal.
I'm kind of pissed.
I'm gonna watch Arrested Development.
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Simulacra, eh? Sounds like someone should have just watched Blade Runner.
Nothing happens, Hoffman's character just wallows in his pity and self-loathing, and tries to make a "real" piece of theater. Fucking bullshit. I got so tired of it by the twenty minute mark. I had to turn it off and come back. Ugh.
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