Synopsis
A service which creates holographic projections of late family members allows an elderly woman to spend time with a younger version of her deceased husband.
2017 Directed by Michael Almereyda
A service which creates holographic projections of late family members allows an elderly woman to spend time with a younger version of her deceased husband.
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it’s nice to see a Hot Dude AI in a movie for a change! the closest thing we have to that in real life is the british male Siri. god i love when he tells me to “bear right” on the highway
Four great actors trapped in the longing box. People will say this is about memory but it is much more how drama can be used to bridge past and future, memory more like a guidepost to a future conditional (and in this sense it is indeed very Resnais-like). Almereyda direction here is one of the better subtle jobs of late, everything is careful considered, it is really weird to read this been described as stagey. Yes, most scenes are of two people talking, but there isn’t a cut, a background movement or a decision on Williams’ lightening that wasn’t careful considerate to better play around the emotional brushes of the material. It is a chamber drama in its essential sense moving from something very conceptual towards a much more evocative release. I’d argue that has always been a key to Almereyda’s appeal his work sounds much more cerebral than it actually is.
almereyda beautifully dramatizes memory as the hazy intersection of history and emotion, and nearly every performer is doing some of the richest work they've ever done. "how nice that i could love somebody."
An intriguing conceptual anchor dealing with the pliability and selectivity of memory, unfortunately reduced to listless conversations and underdeveloped characters. There's an admirable attempt to build off of those themes via the unspooling of backstory against the backdrop of familial and generational dynamics, but there's a clumsiness in the way it's handled. Perhaps the translation from stage to film left some blanks that needed to be quickly filled, resulting in a weak script backing up a unique vision. Nevertheless, I came for Hamm and I left satisfied, and the film is at its best when it focuses on him and Marjorie (an excellent Lois Smith). There are two conversations that are decidedly not listless: the opening and closing scenes of…
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Conversation as connective tissue - an arc interlinking minds and memories and histories together within a single space. Marjorie Prime provides more than enough interest via the always intriguing stage of actors allowed function and control: when abstract flourishes flood the senses (Mica Levi's score bringing the goods, as usual) and the power of a cut re-configures time and familial dynamics by decades, it's a satisfying shock. Mostly, this is a chamber-drama dance given new life through commitment, but not reliance, of performance. Lois Smith, Jon Hamm, Geena Davis, Tim Robbins - all tremendous.
It was an okay one but I saw it with my good friend Brandon Hart and then afterwords, Jon Hamm went out and I yelled "Jon, can I get a picture?" And he said okay sure, just you though, you're the only one. So he took the picture and then left. Good meme.
it's the little details that strike me. towards the end of the film, tim robbins gives the performance of his career delivering a heartbreaking monologue about the death of someone he loved to the new version of them. and after he breaks down in tears, the prime changes the direction, refusing to let the focus be on what he's lost and instead what he had, and the film cuts back to a silent shot of the two meeting, the heartbreak of the future still distant, the beautiful memory living on forever in one form or another. this film is about our perceptions, of life, of memory, of love and how they alter over time, the details becoming faded, altered and…
Masterful, understated chamber drama of ideas, Resnais-like in its suggestive interplay of image, memory and time. Almereyda respects the theatrical boundaries of the piece, preserving the sense of isolation, while using close-ups (a cinematic device nearly inaccessible in live theatre) to heighten both the intimacy and the surrealism - in the case of the actors playing Primes, lingering on their textured faces belies a digital existence. Something I find especially engaging about Almereyda is his ability to convey more than one thought at a time. For example, the Mica Levi score here lends a strange, sinister undercurrent to the entire film that doesn't fully emerge in text until the final scene. As with Experimenter, I see how the approach could…
É meio que um episódio de Black Mirror by Apichatpong Weerasethakul.
Ou pelo menos se Black Mirror de fato soubesse usar a fantasia em benefício de um elemento dramático. Almereyda consegue criar uma relação muito poderosa entre drama e memória, usa muito bem desse dispositivo espacial e temporal da peça pra ir construindo camadas que se comunicam ao mesmo tempo em que se anulam. Acho que desde o “Happy Here and Now” ele não localizava tão bem uma certa mitologia contemporânea de ícones tão particulares. A imagem da Cameron Diaz como memória atemporal de um possível imaginário óptico é de chorar.