A big collection of films that might be considered as strange, mindfucking, surreal and weird. Sorted by year. Suggestions are…
Maps to the Stars
Eventually stars burn out.
Driven by an intense need for fame and validation, members of a dysfunctional Hollywood dynasty have lives as dramatic as any movie.
If you ever saw David Lynch's Mulholland Dr. and wondered what it might have looked like with David Cronenberg at the helm, then this is the film for you.
This is a great film and one that only Cronenberg could have made.
This is easily Julianne Moore's best performance and the entire cast is terrific
Bruce Wagner's script is equally haunting and satirical.
Howard Shore's score is absolutely beautiful.
David Cronenberg is one of the best filmmakers around and this is one of his finest works to date.
los angeles seems like a nice place.
I loved it.
It took two viewings and a two hour discussion to get there, but I'm starting to come around on this movie. It's essentially the incestuous offspring of VIDEODROME and THE BROOD; all child abuse, crackpot therapists, and show business as a sexually transmitted disease. Some have complained that its Hollywood satire feels a little hackneyed -- and they're not wrong. Ultimately, though, that vague sense of staleness fits within MAPS TO THE STARS' suggestion that Hollywood is defined by its complete and utter lack of imagination. There are no new ideas here. The movie Benji is making is a sequel; the movie Havana wants to make is a new version of a film her mother made fifty years ago. In…
From being a millionaire, driven around in a limousine, to driving around millionaires in a limousine. What connection between his two latest features is David Cronenberg trying to communicate through Robert Pattinson, a.k.a. Sparkly Vampire? I do not have a ready answer, but perhaps it’s hidden somewhere in the mumbo-jumbo that constitutes Maps to the Stars; somewhere in-between the forgettable sluggish acting and the pessimisms stacked on pessimisms; somewhere in-between the Hollywood critiques that were fun for twenty minutes, but not for the length of an otherwise plotless movie; somewhere in-between the almost clumsy genre mix of drama, black comedy, ghost horror and psychological thriller. Come on David, you can do better.
Cronenberg literally turns the incestuous nature of Hollywood back onto itself in this film of seedy personalities, dark pasts and parodied cliche. At times it is hard to distinguish how the director has positioned the film, as either a pure biting piece of satire or a literal send-up of a poorly written drama. Mostly it feels outdated and adds very little commentary to the subject of stardom.
The set-up is placed between two connecting stories at the opposite end of career progression. Juliane Moore's Havana is an ageing actress struggling to get a recognisable job, sleeping around for favours and stomping her feet like a stroppy teenager when things don't go her way. On the other side 13-year-old Benjie (played…
Cronenberg's best movie.
This is what you get when DC's formal mastery comes fully alive, couldn't spot a single waste moment in the entire film - every image/sound succeeds in giving the intended vibes without seeming pretentious and affected. I don't think it tries to critique Hollywood or anything as many suspect, because it's too decidedly outré and nihilistic (in a decadent surrealist way, also included nods to surrealist poetry) for me to make the mistake of thinking that DC intended it to be a realistic satire - he is aware of all the caricatural exaggerations and artificiality. The dog-shooting scene, fucking win, those cool, eerie post-modernist ghost scenes, fucking win, all those darky dark jokes, fucking win, the entire movie is win win win win everybody hands go up. And they stay there.
Demonstrably (and falsely) transgressive work is almost without fail the most boring; the shock is the thing, not meaning, and this even takes the most obvious target(s) that the whole thing comes off like a dead outlet. Isn't satire supposed to be insightful? Or at least a little fun?
Julianne Moore is that little fun, and she's delightfully unhinged here, injecting a frazzled, wacko pathos into every scene she's in (not enough). Otherwise, hard pass.
Venomous & twisted Cronenberg thriller featuring top performances.
Starting to think I'll never *get* a Cronenberg film.
I guess this is what Hollywood looks like when you wear your Cronenberg glasses. It is really amusing and probably very accurate.
David Cronenberg has made several more mainstream movies in recent years. Veering away from the body-horror films of his early days, during the 00's he gave us two crime films of high quality, Eastern Promises and A History of Violence, before again taking that unusual trip into la-la land with the Freud/Jung historical drama A Dangerous Method and the indecipherable Cosmopolis, which made about as much sense as Robert Pattinson's asymmetrical prostate.
Maps to the Stars unfortunately continues Cronenberg's descent back into the periphery of the mainstream. As a satire of celebrity culture it works, but there isn't a single redeemable character in the whole film which is a mixed bag of scandalous revelations and Hollywood nutjobs. As expected it…
Brilliant black comedy-psychological drama (With a decaying background on economics, public relations, ambition in the Hollywood industry).
Мне кажется, что это такой тихонький шедевр
Think I feel comfortable with this again? The best. Chronological. Constantly in flux.
Movies that are slightly off.