I'm a cast signed broken arm
I'm an actor out of work
I'm a liar and that's the truth
I'm an extra lost in the scene
I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about (also, I've always been partial to anything Britney Spears related). It’s not much of an eye-opener, to be honest. The bulk of the film covers the on-going hubbub over her conservatorship. But the relevant parties (i.e. Spears herself and the rest of the family) didn’t get interviewed and so the whole thing felt incomplete. Far more compelling is the portrayal of celebrity schadenfreude. While they’re at it, the folks at The New York Times should make one of these for Lindsay Lohan.
Shane Carruth’s alluring Upstream Color is Invasion of the Body Snatchers for the art house crowd, with hogs replacing pods and identity crisis substituting for McCarthyism. That may be an awfully crude comparison but it’s the overall gist I got as I watched this beguiling, beautiful film. One thing’s for sure, the plot’s mind-control science fiction aspect plays only second fiddle to the transcendent yet universal overarching theme of emotional resonance in people in the vein of Henry David Thoreau’s…
There is an unassuming moment in Alps, the latest offbeat puzzler by absurdist Greek director Giorgos Lanthimos, when the plot’s obscurity reaches its zenith, delineating that the story has taken a sudden dark, awkwardly humorous turn into surreal, Luis Buñuelian territory. A somber hospital nurse, played exceptionally well by Lanthimos’ muse Aggeliki Papoulia, brings bad tidings to a couple, reporting that their sixteen year old daughter has succumbed to her fatal car crash injuries and passed away. The couple sits…