A movie review written by: Lee Sonogan
1hr59min (2014)Comedy, Drama
Mike Shiner: “Popularity is the slutty little cousin of prestige, my friend.”
At first from the trailer, I did not understand what this movie was about until I finished it and was pleasantly surprised. With a budget of $18 million dollars, it successfully made back five times its budget by obtaining $103.2 million at the box office. This is my all time favourite movie from Micheal Keaton and its ironic how the story of making a comeback is the same as Micheal Keaton’s acting career.
In a movie that would be considered ‘artsy’ the pure performances alone give the story depth. And other than Micheal Keaton, Emma Stone, Zach Galifianakis, Edward Nortan and among more did as equal as Kearton did. Celebrating acting, the movie is full of monologues. Technical in action and cinematography, it is interesting to know that it was shot in two months, including rehearsals.
While some people did not get this movie, I found my self holding for breath as I waited to see what would happen next. A strong story that could leave a strong emotional mark on anyone. Laced with subjective ambiguity it may not appeal to all fans of movies, although that makes it unique enough to be original and one of a kind.
7.95/10
Sam: Means something to who? You had a career before the third comic book movie, before people began to forget who was inside the bird costume. You’re doing a play based on a book that was written 60 years ago, for a thousand rich old white people whose only real concern is gonna be where they go to have their cake and coffee when it’s over. And let’s face it, Dad, it’s not for the sake of art. It’s because you want to feel relevant again. Well, there’s a whole world out there where people fight to be relevant every day. And you act like it doesn’t even exist! Things are happening in a place that you willfully ignore, a place that has already forgotten you. I mean, who the fuck are you? You hate bloggers. You make fun of Twitter. You don’t even have a Facebook page. You’re the one who doesn’t exist. You’re doing this because you’re scared to death, like the rest of us, that you don’t matter. And you know what? You’re right. You don’t. It’s not important. You’re not important. Get used to it.
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