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A Woman Under the Influence
Peter Falk is a blue collar man trying to deal with his wife's mental instability. He fights to keep a semblance of normality in the face of her bizarre behavior, but when her actions affect their children, he has her committed
A devastating masterwork of one woman's downward spiral and a dry, humanist deconstruction of acceptable social politics. It is a film about family, commitment, desperation, redemption, endurance and the struggles of the working class. It is a film that sucked me right in with jaw-loosening, goosebumps-inducing acting. Gena Rowlands transforms herself. She becomes the distraught Mabel, an unimaginable character. It is so unconventional and uncompromising what she does in the first half, slowly losing her sense of "normal" public and private behavior. Her performance is nothing short of astonishing. Is she becoming mentally ill, or has she always been this way? Is she really mentally sick at all? The conclusion of her mental state lays entirely on the viewer. This…
An occasionally riveting, but mostly insufferable, cinematic experience. Being my first Cassavetes film, I certainly admired the craft and the rambling energy of his camera, and the two lead performances are beyond words in their intimacy and their harshness, but I was never fully invested or even interested in what was unfolding.
I could make the argument that the film's long-winded set-piece moments don't work alongside its confined intensity, or that the film isn't so much a slow-burn as it is a car slowly running out of gas, but I really have no point in saying that because of my total indifference to the whole experience. I "get" the film, but it felt more like an errand.
Hate repeating old party lines on Letterboxd (is there anything more pointless than 100 reviews that all say “X actor really gives his/her all!”?), but must admit how much I’m struck by the control of Cassavetes’s camera in every scene; the incorrectly assumed improvisation is really the work of a master. What is more striking is that most of the important visual information is often teetering on the edges of the frame. One really great example is when Mabel goes to the bar. On the bottom of the frame, her hand pops in and out just enough so we can glimpse her ring finger. The hand goes away just as the bartender replaces that part of the image with the…
I'm not sure if I can even begin to describe my sheer amazement at Gena Rowlands nuanced performance or my deep admiration for the realism of John Cassavetes. In many regards, I think one could almost classify A Woman Under the Influence as a kitchen sink drama with its domestic tension and entrapped claustrophobic character entanglements. Obviously the domestic aspect is of how small scale the film is set and those involved but I think Cassavete's realism shines through how he frames his characters as well. Rowlands descent into insanity is all the more amplified by how her real life husband Cassavete's films her in close ups while everyone else is usually at a distance. Perhaps signifying their distance in…
All of a sudden, I miss everyone...
There's something special about John Cassavetes that makes me love his films. Perhaps its the natural feeling that is always present in his films, like how the characters are talking naturally like it's every day life. You feel like you aren't simply watching a movie, but rather having a personal experience. These experiences are only magnified by magnificent performances from the likes of Gena Rowlands, Peter Falk, and even Cassavetes himself. The way he uses his actors in each of his films brings an impressive end product and extremely memorable films overall.
A Woman Under the Influence concerns a husband and wife named Nick and Mabel Longhetti (Rowlands and Falk). He is an…
"Stand up for me"
The look and feel of this unbearably intense emotional drama is frankly stunning. At times I could barely breathe, but the presentation of this film is intoxicating.
Reminding of the later likes of Wenders and Cimino, I liked how it didn't take sides, all characters here have a perspective worth hearing. Falk and Rowlands at the epicentre give frighteningly real performances. Rowland's character I will never forget, a slightly emotionally unstable free spirit continually suffocated into a nervous breakdown by the social politics in her time and place. The rest of the characters try to get their heads around this character in their own way, with some more dismissively judgmental and destructive than others. The spectre…
Peter Falk was a terrific actor and he proves that here in this movie that he was more than 'Columbo', although that was one of the greatest, maybe the greatest police TV story of all times.
my life would have been empty if i had not seen this movie...
I enjoyed watching this about as much as Robert Ebert enjoyed I Spit on Your Grave.
A Gena Rowlands and Peter Falk acting tour-de-force.
my first Cassavetes
challenging and rewarding
Gena Rowlands is a god
hate to be like this but it was a little long. never dragged though.
Wow. Rowlands' extraordinary performance is easily one of the very best I've seen in all of American cinema. So discomforting yet sympathetic, utterly absorbing and enthralling whenever on screen, portraying a woman with declining mental health with striking authenticity. A Woman Under The Influence is an unquestionable masterpiece and has sold Cassavetes to me as one of contemporary American cinema's greatest directors.
"I'm not a spaghetti man!"
Just do it.
ugh, i can't ever <3
Recently, I've become aware that certain films are able to transcend the medium by being completely self-assured in their atmospheres…