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If you do, don't come back in here 5 minutes after the credits have rolled bitching about how you didn't understand it therefore it was shit.
a 'who thought what' type thing?
do watch it, its amazing, but seriously, too many mugs have watched this film and then complained, cheers
better than sitting on here for the next few hours.
the quality of my posting today is a sign that i need some fresh air
it started with nick hornby and just got worse and worse. you know what....i'm gonna go see it.
*I feel like your very own Eric Cantona life coach right now*
AND DON'T COME BACK TILL YOU'VE SEEN IT ALL!!!
Which is why you shouldn't waste two hours (which will seem like four) on this interminable piece of tripe.
its a great film but too bleak to be enjoyable
I dont think I understood it. I don't understand how the central idea of the play within a film was really relevant to the main character, I thought eternal sunshine was great because the strange concept was a perfect match with the feelings of the characters, but in this I don't really understand what drove the main character to obsessively want to recreate the world (there is the bit near the end after he finally gets together with that lady and decides to recreate that day so it could last forever but that seems like and after thought and not his original reasons) it doesnt seem connected to the loss of his family so it just seems for the sake of itself. I probably just didnt get it. I really liked the sense of time and how different eras bled into each other because thats how memory feels sometimes. I also thought the bit where the daughter makes him asks for forgiveness is pretty much the saddest thing ever, I dont even like thinking about it
and all the things that the film was about would remain perfectly intact.
Writing was just his white whale.
he feels he's almost obliged to create his masterpiece. And he is at heart the vainglorious kind of artist who believes that within him is the potential to create the ultimate work of art, a piece so vivid and inspired that it captures everything about everything. Which is why he talks of doing this not just for New York but a whole second world to mirror our own. And it’s also kind of an attempt by him to force people to see the world in the same confused, detached way he does.
If you think of Charlie Kaufman's movies as essentially extremely solipsistic films about Charlie Kaufman it makes a bit more sense.
Also: what Soapy said.
only because kaufman is insane/brilliant it became the fear of loss, decay, death, depression and becoming trapped choosing the means of ones own destruction (the burning house and then the play)
I think it was a pretty effective allegory (or even depiction) of how any artistic endevour ultimately ends up an imperfect recreation or evocation of real life events or feelings - you can never finish the project, it can only finish you.
And the scene with his daughter - I can't be the only one who found it hilarious. Hoffman was totally channeling George Costanza in that scene. If I had any negative feelings at all it would have been towards the daughter. She ought to have had some sense of what was happening to her - she was like 10 or something when she left, right?
One more thing though: The music that was playing during that scene totally did it for me - I gotta find that track.
thats what made it so bleak, knowing someone he cares about hates him for something he hasnt done, not being able to explain it without making her hate him more (by bad mouthing that women she loved) being trapped so having to just ask for forgiveness because she is dying and he cares and then for her to refuse and die, so horrible
I was expecting the film to end with them removing him from the Rekall machine and declaring he was another victim of a Schizoid Embolism.
but a film made up of sureal representations of real situations and feelings, there is probably some fancy cinema word for that. the idea of someone ending up in such a painful and unresolvable situation with his dying daughter through no fault of his own I found really bleak
it was a great exploration of the futility of an artist making something "real"
The play Hoffman creates is the synechdoche of the title, and what he creates (the play) to represent the whole (his life) eventually BECOMES the whole.
I think on the surface the characters go through tragedy and it's kind of bleak but the movie also works at a meta level, where for me, it's frequently hysterically funny.
I really need to watch this again. That Kaufman is a clever bastard.
but still great, did you go?
having had no sleep. I think I need to watch it again properly.
but falls short, way short.
I disagree with your analysis, though I applaud it's depth.
It appears the dunces are in confederacy against you.
so i went to watch it....and i must say, i was pretty suprised.
firstly it felt like nothing else kauffman has been involved with....completely poles apart...im suprised no one has made more reference to how staggeringly different it is.
secondly, i'm a bit confused as to why so many speak about it being so complicated and convoluted....there's the whole thing with him coming back to england without the beard that we first see him with, which could be quite jarring, but apart from that i thought it was quite a linear narrative. i was expecting it to be a lot more dense symbolically speaking.
my faveourite part of the film was probably the aspect that most have a problem with, namely costner, an american, playing an english historical figure. but obviously the whole film is about suspension of disbelief...if you don't expect anything even remotely historically accurate then you're left with an entirely enjoyable action romp with a great romantic sub-plot. so back to my original point, costner was superb, a performance that was an exercise in understatment. he really gets across the weight that must rest on robin's shoulders...a murdered father, a kingdom in peril, a lover to save. the pressure of it all, and his subsequent will to succeed was portrayed with an eloquence and lyricism that you really see in similar style blockbusters.
i also thought alan rickman was superb. one of those bad guy roles that he really should play more....he really has made the flustered, spinnning maniac his speciality. but then, saying that, the whole cast were superb. freeman, slater, mastrantonio...even the cameo from blessed. it was a real ensemble cast.
anyway, im waffling, so i'll just finish by saying...great acting, great plot, great action set pieces (the slow-mo flaming arrow! oof...marone..what a scene), laughs, romance, it had the lot. and not forgetting the soundtrack, especially the theme song which really makes the whole thing and ties everything together superbly.
so...all in all....8 over 10. a tour de force that i would definitly watch again. good stuff.
I don't even remember him being in it, let alone playing anyone.
Theo's non-comprehension pushes it up to a 9.8
My brain was beginning to hurt.
I thought RH:POT was better than an 8/10.
and i thought it was amazing...the moments where you find yourself not being entertained or suitably immersed are completely overshadowed by the sheer reach of it, the ambition of it, the fact that this film was even made at all and it all came from a mans head made me like it.
i dunno. it's hard to give an adequate evaluation or summary of thoughts...just like when you die, if someone said to you....'so, what did you think?'....there is so much to say, so many strands josteling for position in your mind, so many small moments that could've meant everything and so many obvious moments that could've meant nothing at all....i feel like i'd be doing it a disservice to try and sum it all up in a snappy paragraph.
i dunno....what isn't it about? obviously it mirrors the play in that it tries to fit everything, tries to be about every moment, tries to be a full representation of a life.....and i think it worked. i feel like it was enough of a patchwork of this mans life, any life, to have worked.
i thought it was quite a strong portrait of artistic imperfection reflecting the imperfection of living...like...the way you think that every new moment is the defining moment in your life and so must be recorded and remembered. like how he'd say....'this is it....this is how it starts'...and obviously the way he is constantly looking for that one name that can wrap everything up neatly and describe it perfectly, like we all search for that one thing that can define our life and give it meaning straight away.
i dunno....i need/want to watch it again before i blab any more.
i knew it i'd seen something brilliant, huge, ambitious and overwelming but there was no way i could properly express quite what i'd just seen to anyone
then a 9.8 above from stealthy of all people...theo slipping on a banana skin of my making....i might save this thread as my finest moment.
Thought it was...weird.
Watched Barton Fink afterwards. Preferred it a great deal more.
you can't just dismiss it as a bit weired.
bobbing for apples with your arsehole where the number you successfully bob is dependant on whether your mum cooks you dinner is weired.......this was an amazing splurge of philisophical wonderment ....like i said....i can't say it tickled my toes like watching mary poppins would...but that's because it's a different film...film should do different things, and i think this film does what it did with the do amazingly. to think that it even teeters on the edge of being a mainstream american film makes me squeal with glee.
all i want to do is watch it again and talk about it and hear interpretations and impressions....that's what film should be sometimes be about....
I dunno. I'll watch it again today, maybe. I'm sure it was brilliant. Just went over me head a touch.
I didn't like it much.
...it's not a very good film overall, is it? I mean if you really think about it... it's not that good.
I don't have time to elaborate further but I have done so in 2 previous threads on the subject. When the film actually came out.
I sincerely hope I don't have to watch it again...
Nice ideas poorly executed, like multiculturalism or being keen on Jesus. Weirdness piled on top of oddities and tied together with a loose internal search for something or other. Great scenes which don't work well together, and it tries to hide behind it's disjointedness being "the point". Nah, no thanks.
Frankly, I expected better.