a living anachronism
Hal Ashby. His themes always lead to disconnection. Chance, a gardener, is an alien. When he is taken into the lives of a millionaire and his wife, his disconnection enlightens them, and soon, it enlightens an entire political system, out of projection, that is, but there's something more to that. His social cues are learned from media, and his experiences are larger with a garden than with humans. He doesn't know how to read or write. Alien. His naivety is…
Lost media fascinates me —you'll never know what you're gonna get: sometimes it's scary ads, sometimes it's a lost videogame, or a silent movie. Other times, it's hippies doing nothing for 90 minutes. I like the concept of this movie. It's not too badly directed either. But if it had been made with better actors —that were more a representation than a snapshot—, with a good cinematographer —frankly I don't think there was any—, perhaps a better screenplay or a…
te amo charly sos dios no entendí nada que dijiste pero sos dios
One of the best rom-coms I've seen. Effortlessly hilarious and overflowing with chemistry and warmth. It is Ginger Rogers however, the one who steals the show. Her performance is superb, and along with the rest of the cast, no joke falls flat, no second is boring. It has a dance scene too, which instantly became one of my favorites ever. Magnificient.