So, this is an unironically bad film that is getting rave reviews from critics. Don't worry, I won't spoil it for you.
I sat down to watch it and I paid close attention throughout, but it never captivated me. At about the 2/3 point, the film loses the entire atmosphere it had been building up. The dialogue is all over the place, characters are not consistent in any way (even personality) from one minute to the next. As a consequence, the film does show off the acting talents available to it, and the actors do well embodying each of these personalities. There are some good shots, there is some good lighting, and there is good acting. But the characters are inconsistent, the dialogue quality is inconsistent, the storytelling is inconsistent, etc etc etc. It's a jumbled mess.
I've been watching art house films, surrealist films, experimental films, etc for decades. This is not one of those. After the film was over I turned to my girlfriend and told her there's a difference between making surreal film and making dada. She asked me what dada is. I told her it's art without any substance made for the sole purpose of pissing off artists. That's what I think I'm Thinking of Ending Things is: dada. I can honestly see the script writer cutting out random words from a newspaper, dumping them all over the floor, and using that as a script here.
As a consequence of the terrible writing and pacing, the film wastes the good aspects it does have (such as the actors). There are also various cringe-inducing fourth wall breaking segments.
If this film has anything to say, it's probably something like "this is what it's like to have crippling brain damage". 4/10.
I'm Thinking of Ending Things
Nice blogpost zoomie
this isn't letterboxd
>The dialogue is all over the place, characters are not consistent in any way (even personality) from one minute to the next.
That's literally THE POINT, retard.
Your gf saw the title and probably got inspired
The point of the movie (I won't any longer grace it by calling it a film) was to present a random assortment of scenes using mostly the same two actors?
There were no connecting strings. There was no association between one scene and the next outside of the central premise of the film, but that central premise is lost 2/3 of the way through.
But if that's really the point, then I think as a general rule film students should be taught on the first day of their first class in their first semester in film school that having a schizophrenically slammed together mess of scenes does not make an engaging or even interesting final product.
It's a portraying a man in mental decline as he constantly reimagines a fake girlfriend based on some chick he was eyeing at a bar 4 decades ago. No shit the characters aren't consistent, nothing about the story is consistent because the dude can't keep a straight thought throughout. He doesn't know how to interact with people, so he just pictures conversations as inserting things he's read or moments from movies throughout conversations. All of the elements of their back stories are fluid and even the names change. You'd have to be a fucking idiot to not understand the point of it.
>present a random assortment of scenes using mostly the same two actors?
It was to convey 'something' using what you mentioned as a tool. If you don't understand what the movie was conveying I can explain it
Yes, so much was obvious from the first scene that featured the old man — I actually pointed that out to my girlfriend — but that doesn’t make it good, accurate to the science of mental health, or even interesting. This is what bad storytelling looks like.
The film is from the point of view of a suicidal janny suffering from dementia. I found it boring too but the characters acting inconsistent actually makes sense
I’m a psychologist and that’s not how dementia works.
>film about suicidal janitor
>thread is full of seething midwits
Oh no no no no
>IMAGINE, JUST IMAGINE UNI-FUCKING-RONICALLY SPENDING 2 HOURS LISTENING TO A POST-WALL WOMAN'S RAMBLINGS AND WHININGS PLUS AWKWARD CONVO WITH HER BETA PHAG AND SCHIZO PARENTS.
Holy shit based
this is like the third time I read this, fucking schizo retard
OP, please leave my buddy Charlie alone. He’s going through a lot right now cuz of the pandemic. Maybe the movie wasn’t perfect but it’s not easy to consistently put out good material...Actually.. now that I think about it why didn’t he hit me up for the movie? I probably would’ve made it 60 percent more enjoyable...
It's never stated that he has dementia.
There's nothing to suggest mental illness in the janitor at any point. It's simply a miserable old man imagining a situation where he might've been happy.
Not mental illness in the sense that he's got dementia, but more so he's just deeply depressed.
Seems schizoaffective with episodes of dissociation and dysphoria imo
t. Psych
>movie (I won't any longer grace it by calling it a film)
Based
100$ this dude doesn't have a gf
firstly it's based on a book though kaufman changes it quite a bit, secondly, you're a fucking retard. learn to not be a pleb
Such a pile of dispointment
The beginning when she came to the house because you thought it was gonna be a twilight-ish horror kino
lol he mentions that he has a gf in every post. definitely no gf .or if it is one a 3/10 landwhale.
>t. Psych
A shit one. It's made clear it's just him making up a scenario. There's no dissociation in there, the weirdest thing in there is his image of being super smart.
I dont get this movie. Was it about that old man in the end having demantia or something and imaginating things?
he is smart though. he used to work in a lab in the book. that time in his life is when he met the girl he fantasized over for 40 years in his head.
Delusions (grandeur and persecution), disorganized thoughts and speech, depressed mood, odd behaviors, dramatic clothing changes and fantasy body types indicate dysphoria, all of which impact his personal and professional life. Watch it again.
>disorganized thoughts and speech
It's not extremely disorganised. It's only disorganised in so much to make it clear the he's changing his thoughts to what suits his mood and to make clear that it IS his thoughts. I like how you dialed it back to just mention dysphoria, a state, instead of pursuing the mental illness I stated in my post.
Now, suck my cock, whore.
Why didn't he make a move on those two girls flirting with him at the Dairy Queen? They were clearly into him.
Fuck you Kikeman I loved A Woman Under the Influence
So did the incel janitor, seems like you two have a lot in common