This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I liked the first half of this movie, which had an interesting premise and was about an emotionally stunted repressed fearful man having to face his own ego and the scrutiny of others. But then the second half throws that premise and character out the window in favor of a stupider emptier shock story about cancel culture.
The most disastrous script failing to me is the fact that there is never a Jungian explanation for why Paul's dream-self is killing…
Four stars for being the sexiest rom-com of the year. An extra half a star for Willem's big handsome mustache.
Eggers presents grim realism again, where gothic romance here is more typical and expected. I prefer the latter. But it was gorgeously constructed and very capitvating and, again, pretty hot.
A story about a movie about a movie about a folktale about the oldest story of all -- there is a girl lost in the marketplace and there is evil in the world. An artist reaches down through the stories to try to find the truth, and becomes lost.
Why does Nikki have to travel to the violent heart of the story to find her performance? Why does Lynch have to bring us back again and again to the story…
Art is a machine that turns attention into meaning. The future is a machine that turns the present into the past. Maybe our legacies will save us all, but they won't belong to us.
