Synopsis
When a couple decides to adopt a stray cat their perspective on life changes radically, literally altering the course of time and space and testing their faith in each other and themselves.
2011 Directed by Miranda July
When a couple decides to adopt a stray cat their perspective on life changes radically, literally altering the course of time and space and testing their faith in each other and themselves.
GNK Productions The Match Factory Medienboard Berlin-Brandenburg Film4 Productions Haut et Court Razor Film Produktion
El futuro, 미래는 고양이처럼
Humanity and the world around us Relationship comedy Moving relationship stories dog, cute, animals, kids or adorable weird, surreal, bizarre, dream or confusing death, profound, symbolism, philosophical or vision comedy, relationships, funny, quirky or humor romance, emotion, relationships, feelings or captivating Show All…
There are so many half star reviews of this film, and the embittered complaints almost always go like this: The Future is a pretentious and annoying film, because Miranda July is trying way too hard to be quirky and artsy. Well, Miranda July has been doing performance art longer than she’s been making films. She is, has been, and will continue to make films that reflect how she sees the world, and how she makes art. It’s not a pose, it’s her.
Me, You, and Everyone We Know should have been a clear indication of July’s sensibility as a filmmaker and a performer. Madeline’s Madeline, a film she co-starred in, was literally about an experimental theatre troupe. At this point,…
I am convinced that each and every one of us has this friend or acquaintance that tries too hard to be smart, different, hip, philosophical, intellectual, profound and unique. But they never are any of those things. What they are is annoying, pretentious, fake and shallow.
This film is that friend. And its family. And its circle of closest artsy fartsy friends. All wrapped up and stuffed in the body of a cat. A fucking talking cat. Oh, and a talking moon. Yep, the moon fucking talks as well.
I am amazed how anyone can be allowed to crap out a piece of pretentious, pointless shit as this. Hold on. Let me correct that. Shit has a purpose. It gets…
Everybody who hates this movie is wrong and probably also a horrible human being.
Seriously, check out some of the Letterboxd "reviews" for this film and they read like someone aping the ideas of thought, analysis or criticism. They mostly sound like spoiled, misogynistic children and none of their adjectives are accurate in the slightest.
Fuck you. Yes, you, with your half star rating and cereal box analysis. This movie is brilliant and you are an idiot.
edit: my original review was really long and loving but i got embarassed by all the hate and deleted it... but that’s dumb. this movie is beautiful. it has scenes in it i’ll never forget. why do people hate creative and playful experimental films. why do y’all hate fearless women!
ask yourself this: why charlie kaufman and not miranda july? why is the i heart huckabee’s guy still working and winning oscars? why didn’t Lady Bird win anything? why do people fucking hate women and eveything they do. why why why.
Film #91 of the June Challenge
I've noticed something about myself. I tend to generate the most hatred for films I want to like, but can't. The films that have so much potential to be a favorite of mine, but I find them offensive and dangerous. Miranda July's The Future is in that special category. It induced so much rage that it took me a couple of days to see it for what it is. This is by no means the worst film I've ever seen... not even close. That doesn't stop me from hating it more than 99.9% of the films I've seen.
The Fucking Future is about a fucking annoying thirty five year old woman named Sophie who…
the existential dread of it all!!!! yup that’s some relatable content right there
i really love miranda july & find that she’s able to locate a thought in the most miraculous way. there’s a scene where sophie is hiding under the covers when her boyfriend comes home & he looks around until he uncovers her and she makes a comment that he seemed happy with the illusion that he was alone in the apartment. she comes to this conclusion by the sound of his footsteps, and then starts to sense that he had a good day and becomes unnerved. it’s a feeling that cannot be reduced to paranoia or resentment or jealousy. it’s all and none. it’s the feeling of someone existing outside of what you can see, a fear of them learning something without…
a motion held, a patterned maintenance of something that didn't/couldn't ever, like branches branching from a branch all snap, snap under? yeah, like that. the moon, the sliver, is the thrown-away part. what is left in the sky is torn cuticle, the blood having drained. a negative bliss. the part of you that says the ice can bear your weight that knows that the ice cannot bear your weight but you say its fine because its fine and that is what is really real, that its fine. on one hand it is a lie but it is an ok lie because everyone knows it is a lie on the other hand, the hand that is going numb from nerve damage,…
A couple wants to adopt a cat,
As they prepare their home and flat.
Turns out the feline,
Can mess with time,
They probably weren't prepared for that.
this is beautiful and heartbreaking and i literally don't even know why some people hate it