domingo, 9 de enero de 2011

Lulu on the bridge (1998) Paul Auster

A friend convinced us of watching this film.  I had seen the cover many times before, but I had never actually rented it.  Then I found out Paul Auster was the director and I thought it'd be interesting to watch.  The truth is, it wasn't.  It was probably the worst movie I've seen this year.


It starts just fine.  Though I wasn't quite sure about the lighting, I thought the story was being told without any problems.  But then, after the sequence with the three girls dancing in the room, the movie starts to fall deeper and deeper into a bigger hole.  There is absolutely no chemistry between Harvey Keitel's and Mira Sorvino's characters, the acting is terrible, the photography is horrendously plain, the dialogues are unrealistic, it is filled with cliches and common places, the story is corny and feels exaggerated, in conclusion, there is not one single reason this movie is worth your time.  The worst part of it, is that in the end, it all turns out to be a dream, which is a very cowardly solution since there is no actual commitment to the story.  Everything turns out to be pointless.

The movie ended and I asked my friends if they had enjoyed it.  The answer was that they had hated it.  We couldn't understand why being Paul Auster's, it had such a bad script.  I've never read any of his novels but one of my friends had, and he said he was good... but this story had no way of being fixed.  I've always thought writers should write and directors should direct, but in this case, I think Paul Auster should just stick to writing novels.

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