New Yorkers Ouisa and Flan Kittredge are upper class private art dealers, pretentious but compassionate. Their prized possession is a double sided Kandinsky, one side that represents control, the other side chaos. They relay a story to their friends and acquaintances that over time becomes legendary. It is their encounter with a young black man who they had never met or heard of but who comes stumbling upon their front door one evening as they are courting an important investor, Geoffrey Miller, who could make them wealthy beyond what they could have dreamed. That black man is Paul Poitier, who has just arrived in the city, was just mugged outside their building and is sporting a minor knife wound to the abdomen. He is a friend of the Kittredge's children, who are attending Harvard, but more importantly is the son of actor/director Sidney Poitier. Tomorrow, Paul is meeting up with his father who is in town directing a movie of "Cats". Beyond the attraction of talking Paul into getting... Written by
Doug (J.J. Abrams), when looking through the yearbook with the other college children, exclaims "remember Greg Grunberg?", a reference to Abrams' childhood friend, whom he often casts in his own projects. See more »
Is anything gone?
How can I look, I'm shaking!
I want to know if anything's gone!
We could have been killed! Oh, my God! The Kandinsky!
It's gone, oh my God! Call the police!
Oh, no, there it is. Oh! The silver Victorian inkwell!
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Nonsense. This is one of those movies I am too stupid to understand... The film starts from nowhere, goes nowhere and ends up nowhere. The film tries to be intellectual for the sake of being intellectual, and not because it has something to say. As a matter of fact, it has nothing to say, apart from the fact that rich kids are alienated from their parents in modern society and spoiled by "having", which is rather obvious, and this is just a footnote of under 5 minutes in a movie that lasts 2 hours! The rest is... simply nonsense.
One gets the feeling that this film is something like modern art; the viewer is not supposed to understand because he is an inferior creature to the artist who is the only one who has been enlightened. Since humans however, do not like being inferior creatures, they say they understand (even if they don't) and praise the genius of the artist simply so that they too can feel as "enlightened" themselves... This is in my opinion why most critics praise this and similar movies, books, paintings, etc...
On a positive note, one has to say that Will Smith's performance in his cinematic debut is fantastic! This is definitely not something one can see every day. It's a pity his later roles where all mainly commercial and therefore devoid of much depth, because here he has proved he can act!
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