The Leftovers
There are passages of genuine beauty and joy and weirdness and sadness here, and Lindelof is trying to blaze a generally interesting trail, but all of it feels so calculated, unnatural, and unfelt by its writer.
There are passages of genuine beauty and joy and weirdness and sadness here, and Lindelof is trying to blaze a generally interesting trail, but all of it feels so calculated, unnatural, and unfelt by its writer.
More movies should slow down and let consummate pros bring those small, human, humorous moments to vibrant life.
If it weren’t for the towering performances of Amy Adams and Glenn Close, this film would be a stinker.
So much character is packed into the trivial conversations littering the film that these personalities feel real, like they’ve lived real lives outside of the film rather than being conjured up for a two-hour existence.
Cage moves from serious emotional drama to outrageous antics seemingly on a whim.
The craft is all top notch. But where The Departed really succeeds is in its explorations of human nature and guilt.
He becomes their leader, and pushes these mentally disabled men to realize their potential for breaking through the apathy that dully colors their monotonous lives.
The title cleverly fills several roles—the mathematical proof central to the plot, but also proof of authorship, sincerity, and love.