I want to give this movie more stars simply for the effects, which are mesmerizing and beautiful, but the story is massively undercooked. There are so many potentially great elements here, but none of it quite comes together. Really a shame for the only other completed film by the director of Silent Running.
Now. Despite the sumptuous cinematography and the incredibly cute talking dolphin, I can't, in good conscience, give this film more than three stars. What on Earth possessed Joseph Levine to say "Okay, I've bought the rights to this novel about a dolphin who is trained to kill, I'd better give it to the guy who directed Carnal Knowledge"?
I'm not sure what Mike Nichols, or screenwriter Buck Henry, could have brought to this film besides what they did and had…
This movie is deeply unpleasant and unsettling. It's actually a dreadful, awful experience being in its company throughout its running time. It is also one of the best films I have ever seen. Unlike Memento, to which it could clearly be compared in terms of structure, there is an actual point to the storytelling trickery, that of peeling back the layers from revenge to crime to peace. It's a fascinating way to get to know a set of characters, and…
I think I'm supposed to hate movies like this, the drifty after college middle class angst movies, but I just don't. I've never seen Garden State, about which I am reasonably proud, but I do love The Graduate, I really liked Greenberg (the ultimate graduate), and I loved Tiny Furniture. I'm sure, if viewed from a certain angle, this could seem like an indie-gazing navel fest, but something in Lena Dunham's delivery of the scenario, her character, the mopey realism, really charmed me. I simply enjoyed this movie and I want to see her make more of them.