Well, that's 90 minutes
of my life I'm never going to get back. Actually not quite that much,
because I slept through some of it, so that time wasn't entirely
wasted. The time spent watching the film was, though – pretentious
self-indulgent rubbish. A number of people walked out, and I might
have, but I didn't want to wake up the two people with whom I'd gone
to see it.
The fact that it was so
bad was made worse by the fact that every so often there was a
genuinely striking visual element. I liked the rows of people typing
at moving typewriters as an image of the Fates, and the insect-like
doorbell.
I really liked Gondry's
“Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind”, which I thought was
genuinely clever and enjoyable. But I should have remembered that he
also made 'The Science of Sleep', which was as dire as this.
I am beginning to
suspect that Audrey Tatou is a film indicator; if she's in it then it
won't be any good. Not an entirely reliable one, mind, because Amelie
was enjoyable and A Very Long Engagement was really good.
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