Stupefyingly self-indulgent film from director (and star) Miranda July about a very strange couple who decide to "fix" their relationship by adopting a terminally-ill cat (who narrates portions of the film). In the month that passes before they can pick up the cat from the vet, the prospect of cat ownership and its attendant responsibility causes them to experience an existential crisis that involves job-changing, infidelity, abortive attempts to dance, clueless self-examination and, as if all that were not enough,…
Miranda July’s second film is just as haunting and melancholy as her debut. Originally titled Satisfaction, it’s about a couple in their mid-thirties – Sophie (July) and Jason (Hamish Linklater) – who decide to cement their relationship by adopting a stray, injured kitten named Paw Paw, who narrates the film, and is voiced by July. They’re given one month to get their lives in order while Paw Paw is recovering at the vet, and it quickly comes to feel like…
"Dear persons, I am writing this to you, a letter with no pencil, so I hope that you are able to read it. By day, I know I am yours, but when night comes, I am alone and always have been and always will be wild, so it is only the sun that returns the wonderful feeling of being pet again. Please come soon. Nights are getting longer."
Profound but pretentious. Mysterious but ultimately does nothing for me. The two leads look like siblings for lovers honestly.
P.S: If it wasn't for Hamish I wouldn't have watched this!
Miranda July doesn't hold back when it comes to making her films quirky. This might infuriate some, make some eyes hurt from rolling and prevent others from engaging in the film. But I did not have that problem this time. I think it's because there is quirk and quirk. This one is not the kind that can cause me a light nausea and start to mumble about Wes Anderson wannabe. In fact, in this film the quirk has a disquieting…
The Future (2011)
D: Miranda July
W: Miranda July
DP: Nikolai von Graevenitz (1.85:1 / Digital ( Red One))
C: Jon Brion
Don't watch if you have a particular emotional fondness for cats.
The Future starts off well - inspired, funny even. Then it spirals into a melancholy that it never crawls out of.
2 quirk 4 me
cat speak lol
write on shoes lol
lol fuck miranda july amirite?
An obtuse indie comedy that fused strangely relatable moments of woeful self-doubt with awkward science fiction hilarity. The intermitted segments of banter from 'paw-paw' the cat, were simultaneously adorable and creepy. The ending was rather unsatisfying and overly ambiguous, but overall the movie was a rather fun watch.
An interesting little mood piece that almost becomes too quirky for its own good, but is saved by several great moments.
Multi-generational cast. Less visually interesting than I expected it to be. Best parts were July's feud with receptionist, her interaction with the child, and Linklater's relationship with the hairdryer salesman.
Admirable try with the moving shirt and cat puppet, but it didn't work for me. Paw-paw.
Beginning with the charming hairstyle-sharing relationship of Sophie and Jason, I figured this would be another one of those movies about stunted, almost-adult adults that I've been watching a lot of lately (Frances Ha, Greenberg, Tiny Furniture). But Miranda July eventually reminded me that she had written this movie, and the odd characters shuffled through their odder happenings. Really though, the opening's narrating cat should have tipped me off that the film's world wasn't going to stick to the same…