Briefly:
Ian Holm's presence can usually hold a movie together. But, for me, in this instance it wasn't enough. Joe Gould at first was intriguing. What did he write down? What snatches of conversation caught his interest? Why did he give up academia? How could he live like that? But after a while, I began to realize I no longer cared much. Lasted through the movie but was left with a "so what?" feeling. A reason is given after about 2/3's of the picture...uh, hello, was THAT the reason?
It portrayed a bag person very well; or, rather, it portrayed THIS particular bag person very well. It also portrayed a dysfunctional lost soul very aptly.
But the bottom line was -- wait, there was no bottom line. I was left unsatisfied, as if some kernel of truth had slipped past me unnoticed. Perhaps it had.
I'd give it a 5 on a scale of 10.
Ian Holm's presence can usually hold a movie together. But, for me, in this instance it wasn't enough. Joe Gould at first was intriguing. What did he write down? What snatches of conversation caught his interest? Why did he give up academia? How could he live like that? But after a while, I began to realize I no longer cared much. Lasted through the movie but was left with a "so what?" feeling. A reason is given after about 2/3's of the picture...uh, hello, was THAT the reason?
It portrayed a bag person very well; or, rather, it portrayed THIS particular bag person very well. It also portrayed a dysfunctional lost soul very aptly.
But the bottom line was -- wait, there was no bottom line. I was left unsatisfied, as if some kernel of truth had slipped past me unnoticed. Perhaps it had.
I'd give it a 5 on a scale of 10.
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