I watch all kinds of films. Any genre. Any time period. This is a no bullshit account of what I see.
A patchwork of ramblings about obvious complaints. A satire that isn't particularly clever or insightful (is satire ever?). A bunch of characters who serve only one purpose: to monologue. Their relationships have no actual meaning and there is zero relevance of one person to another. Everything just exists to get us to the next sermonizing monologue. It's smug in the same way Fight Club is, and looks down on it's dimwitted audience. The ending looks like it was filmed and conceived by a high school cinema club. It's really a shame that nothing in this resembles cohesion, because William Holden is quite good in it.
It's the type of film that absolutely has to be acknowledged for it's effectiveness. It accomplishes what it sets out to do, even if Craven intermittently mismanages the tone with bumbling cop segments. I've seen this a few times in the past, but I think as I get a little older the brutality and dreary nature of the piece is too much for me to handle now. I'd highly recommend everyone see it atleast once though. It's an essential piece of 70's naturalist shock, but I'm unlikely to revisit it in the future.
The concept may seem trite to some of the younger generation, but in 1999 the possibilities of the internet were new and this dark take was fresh and invigorating. It still works not because the concept is so brilliant, but because of the phenomenal execution. The H.R. Giger-esque world is still frightening and the effects sell it completely. The sentinels are fucking terrifying and the fields of humans bred for energy is a visual that's hard to shake. Rain soaked…
Ebert nailed this one. It's excruciatingly boring. The initial guise of having him come across as gay is maddening when you see where this goes later on. What was the point? Asking for the point is my main takeaway here. Our main character is so lifeless and dull that the question of whether or not he'd commit suicide never crossed my mind. Endless conversations with boring people (all men of course because it's Iran). Kiroastami lacks ideas and budgets so…