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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…
"And then I had to cut up his body..."
Kind of like Modern Family, but with a little more masturbation, obscene phone calls, rape, pedophilia, mass murder fantasy, adultery and the most uncomfortable father-son talk in the history of cinema.
A few more quick things:
-Jon Lovitz does more with 5 minutes of screen time than some actors do in entire movies
-Jared Harris' I Love New Jersey shirt is incredible
-Dylan Baker should have been nominated for an Oscar (one creepy, brilliant fucking performance)
-Ditto Philip Seymour Hoffman (but that goes for most of his movies)
-The shot of Dylan Baker and family at the dinner table late in the film (with the chairs pushed slightly closer to the mother)... perfection
-Also perfection, that last line
Happiness is deeply disturbing, deeply funny, and deeply brilliant. See it (though fair warning, you'll feel really shitty afterwards).
Disturbing, hilarious and depraved...
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Really weird and strange but also really interesting.
The characters were also lovable and sympathetic even though they were quite the odd bunch.
The darkness and comedic touches blended together quite well given how dark and unexpected everything really was.
Am I alright? I laughed all the way through this. I mean, properly fucking laughed. This film is a goddamn sick little gem. What the fuck kind of film is this? I love it.
"I wake up happy, feeling good... but then I get very depressed, because I'm living in reality."
Todd Solondz's deceptively-titled sophomore effort concerns miserable people in pursuit of unreachable desires. Writer/Director Solondz exposes their attempts to cloak their gloom under a veneer of banality by revealing their true nature - e.g. office worker Allen's (Phillip Seymour Hoffman) loneliness consisting of obscene phone calls and father-of-two Bill Maplewood's (Dylan Baker) insatiably sexual lust for children
The film's ensemble cast of characters is both its greatest strength and weakness. The segments involving the aforementioned Bill Maplewood and Allen are fantastic, but others suffer in comparison (mainly the superfluous story line featuring Lenny (Ben Gazarra) and Mona (Louise Lasser). By contrast, Welcome to the Dollhouse 's clear line of action maintained a greater sense of consistency, but Happiness contains various individual scenes and moments that are superior to his debut.
But, for what it's worth, they are both very good.
If you ever told me that I would find myself sympathizing with a child molester, I'd laugh at you.
Happiness is one of the most deranged yet sincere films I've ever seen. It's exceptionally dark-comedic tone is set up from scene one and fails to disappoint for the remaining runtime. Each character is so well developed with their own unique flaw, as well as their quieter, gentler side. With wonderful interweaving plot lines, each dealing with it's own theme, writer/director Todd Solondz proves that even the worst of people are still people.
In this film we have pedophile, a man who sexually harasses through phone calls, a successful woman who can ever be happy with what she has, a woman…
"We all have our pluses and our minuses."
Recently, in discussing "Inside Out", I brought up the Roger Ebert quote that movies are "empathy machines." In most films, this power is used to comfortably reward the audience for making this basic human connection. Solondz doesn't make it easy. He forces us to empathize with absolutely everyone; a murderer, a pedophile, a rapist, the human embodiment of flop sweat, everyone.
What Solondz' critics fail to recognize is that, in empathizing with these characters, he is not upholding their horrid misdeeds, but rather, is searching for the damaged humanity within; a fundamental and universal idea.
P.S. I think this movie beats out "Some Like It Hot" for the greatest closing line in film: "I came!"
I've always said there is nothing that can't be funny, no subject taboo for humour, if you get it right.
Does Happiness always get it right? Well no, not quite. But hey, if you want to test out the blackness of your own funny bone, this is the film to try it out on.
Many favorites, as well as a small handful of films that I don't care for... in no particular order (1960-2014).
***EDIT (March 30, 2014)***
Wow! I never would have expected that I'd get anywhere close to 100 likes on this…