Captures a generational moment - young people on the cusp of truly growing up, tiring of their reflexive cynicism, each in their own ways struggling to connect and define what it means to love and be loved.
Dispatched from his basement room on an errand for his widowed mother, slacker Jeff might discover his destiny (finally) when he spends the day with his unhappily married brother as he tracks his possibly adulterous wife.
After a stint in a mental institution, former teacher Pat Solitano moves back in with his parents and tries to reconcile with his ex-wife. Things get more challenging when Pat meets Tiffany, a mysterious girl with problems of her own.
David O. Russell
Robert De Niro
As the result of a childhood wish, John Bennett's teddy bear, Ted, came to life and has been by John's side ever since - a friendship that's tested when Lori, John's girlfriend of four years, wants more from their relationship.
Six New Yorkers juggle love, friendship, and the keenly challenging specter of adulthood. Sam Wexler is a struggling writer who's having a particularly bad day. When a young boy gets separated from his family on the subway, Sam makes the questionable decision to bring the child back to his apartment and thus begins a rewarding, yet complicated, friendship. Sam's life revolves around his friends-Annie, whose self-image keeps her from commitment; Charlie and Mary Catherine, a couple whose possible move to Los Angeles tests their relationship; and Mississippi, a cabaret singer who catches Sam's eye. Written by
Sundance Film Festival
Three stars: two for the music, one for Mississippi.
This is one of those 'misplaced irony' movies that this decade seems to have a monopoly for. I hear echo's from Gilmore Girls, Ally Mcbeal, and other hip 'ironic' series: series where characters have an ironic take on their (drama-deprived) lives, but it's a totally misplaced irony. Misplaced, because you know from the beginning that nobody really suffers from anything at all. It is as if the characters know from the first second that they are in a movie in which everything is going to be fine, so they 'take their problems rather lightly', and only act as if in pain.
Everything in this is unrealistic. There is a writer, but we don't know what he really writes about. He is just the appearance of a writer. Somehow he thinks that being born black and poor is guaranteed a success, while being a white suburban kid doesn't deliver anything: if there is one thing though, that makes a lousy writer, it's a lack of spirit and imagination. A writer who sees a small boy drawing magnificently, and only thinks about how 'big' and 'succesful' and 'rich' this kid could become? That's the least inspiring take on such a thing. It reveals the writers and director of this movie as a new york bunch who try their best at being creative themselves, but in a superficial, and sort of boring kind of way, more as a being part of a hip trend than as necessity.
The role of the kid in the story is the worst. He's nothing more than a dramatic instrument.
A movie that looks like a lot, but when watched with your BS-detector switched on, is endlessly empty.
I am sorry! I want to like movies, and I am the easiest victim when a movie is even a bit good!!!
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