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The lives of many individuals connected by the desire for happiness, often from sources usually considered dark or evil.
It's like unintentionally burping mid-conversation.
It's like having to go to the bathroom really badly while you're stuck in traffic.
It's like walking in on your parents while they're doing the nasty.
It's like misreading an invitation and mistakenly thinking you're going to a costume party.
It's like watching porn with your grandparents.
And I love every single second of it.
"I'm not laughing AT you. I'm laughing WITH you."
"But I'm not laughing."
Is it fucked up that I laughed my way through all of this?
Is it fucked up that I think the line "I'm champagne. YOU'RE shit!" is the greatest way to tell off your ex I've ever heard?
Is it fucked up that I thought that scene of the kid asking his dad "What does cum mean?" is the strangest and funniest thing I've seen in a movie?
Is it fucked up that I think the Russian Guy is one of the coolest motherfuckers put on screen?
And when Philip Seymour Hoffman came on the wall...I puked a little.
Seriously, don't eat while watching this. I'll never…
My first Todd Solondz film and I'm not sure when I'll be mentally prepared to venture into another one of his - although I'm still very intrigued to at some point. Happiness is one of the most uncomfortable, shocking (in the 'I-can't-believe-it-just-went-there' kind of way) and disconcerting drama/darkest-kinda-comedy-possible films I've seen in quite some time, if not ever. Holy shit.
And, once again, I am left amazed by another fantastic performance from Philip Seymour Hoffman. He was one of the absolute best around. May he rest in peace.
So it turns out the title IS ironic.
If you identify with any of the characters or storylines in this film seek medical help IMMEDIATELY!
If you laughed or snickered at the totally Politically Incorrect elements of this film... Congratulations you are one sick puppy! Welcome to the club!
It was so unbelievably inappropriate it was funny! This film slaughtered sacred cows as if it were a sport!
I was really taken by surprise with Solondz' "in your face"-like portrayal of the many miserable people who are struggling with one thing or the other in this so called "comedy".
I'd like to think that I'm a pretty decent human being, but a lot of things with this movie had me questioning my sense of humor. I mean, some scenes in this is so god damn uncomfortable. I laughed my ass of in many of the pedophilia scenes (which I guess is one way or the other the point, but I still felt guilty).
To be fair, Todd Solondz has created a hilarious and at times disturbing film. It has some surprising depth to it, dealing with happiness and…
Every now and again I'll come across a film that leaves me speechless. Happiness is one of those films. At times I didn't know weather to laugh or cry, some scenes angered me, others astonished. It's hard to put into words how I feel after watching this, the soundtrack is incredibly odd, mixing cheerful music with disturbing scenes is somehow darkly comical. Strange but brilliant.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Die drei Schwestern Joy, Trish und Helen könnten unterschiedlicher nicht sein. Helen ist erfolgreiche Autorin, Trish wiederrum hat Mann und zwei Kinder und Joy wäre gerne Künstlerin und seht sich einen Traummann herbei, ist aber zu schüchtern, um beides wirklich in Angriff zu nehmen. Die Gemeinsamkeit der Drei ist ihre Unzufriedenheit, mit dem, was sie haben und die Fähigkeit, dies zu überspielen. Helen findet ihr Leben zu belang- und ereignislos, um ihren Romanen Tiefe zu verleihen. Um dran etwas zu ändern versucht sie ihren Stalker zu weiteren Schritten zu bewegen. Dieser stellt sich als ihr Wohnungsnachbar heraus, ein verklemmter und schüchterner Fleischkloß mit weiteren perversen Eigenschaften, wegen denen er auch zum Psychiater geht. Dieser ist Trishs Mann, der zuerst…
still a mastapeece
Solondz's masterpiece. A film without mercy. I still remember the first time I saw this. It rattled me. Still as powerful as ever. A trio of sisters, a pedophile psychologist, a boring obscene phone caller, an overweight shy killer, Mona, her suicidal husband, a Russian lover plus little Billy and little Johnny Grasso. The way the stories are weaved is just brilliant storytelling. The script is Oscar worthy stuff. Brilliant opening scene and an equally brilliant closing one.
Provocative. Sharp. Black. Impeccable.
Less funny than it thinks it is. As awkward and uncomfortable as it thinks it is.
Dispiriting strangeness. Definitely not a feel-good pop-corn movie.
'Whenever I see her, I just wanna… you know, I wanna undress her, I wanna tie her up. I wanna pump her… pump, pump, pump… until she screams bloody murder, and then I wanna flip her ass over and pump her even more, so hard that my dick shoots right through her, and my cum squirts out her mouth. Not that I could ever actually… do that'
There seems to be two extremes regarding the reception of this film: either it's a genius insight into the romantic and sex lives of middle-class oddities, or it's a needlessly controversial piece that is simply uncomfortable to watch. I, however, found it to be neither of these.
Happiness never seems to be as funny as it likes to think it is, with probably the best moment of the film coming in the first scene, featuring Jon Lovitz, which results in the film peaking too soon. It's mumble-core brand of comedy has been done to better extents before, and the way that the film is crafted is unfortunately as dull as my own sex life, with simple shots and unappealing colours…
Many favorites, as well as a small handful of films that I don't care for... in no particular order (1960-2014).
Combined the average ratings (Critic's & Users) from IMDb, Rotten Tomatoes, Metacritic and Letterboxd, and then weighted and tweaked the results…