I was a latecomer to this film, which came out last September if I am not wrong.
It received huge plaudits at Cannes, and most critics fell over themselves with love for this, but at the time I had little acces/funds to see it in the cinema, so put it on the back burner. I went retro the other day and rented it out at a local DVD shop.
Now it is not that I was disappointed with the movie, all the elements are there. The cinematography is unbelievable, the performances are fantastic, bar may I saw the leads, the soundtrack is all kinds of amazing, the script is even decent, but combined it feels like it knows its good and it is the smug self-assurance that throws me off.
I just don't understand |
I am still undecided as to whether Gosling is overhyped in general or underused in this film....
Due to the lack of emotional depth, and therefore empathy, the characters are decidedly bland, and when characters are bland everything else is washed out and dull.
Albert Brooks, who got a lot of Awards buzz, but no cake, does light up the screen in a way. It is fun to see him play against type as a thug. He at least creates a ripple in another wise still ocean.
I am obviously missing something, but all I really took away from this was the killer soundtrack along with the honourable cinematic homages, (cheap pastiche?), to Taxi Driver and Bullit.
Driver will never be McQueen.
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