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brandon’s review published on Letterboxd:
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really wanted to like this, i usually like kaufman and i thought it looked good but he spends the entire film briefly presenting these new philosophical ideas through his tedious dialogue yet never expands on these ideas. one minute he’s talking about existentialism and time, then about female liberation and feminism, then about unreciprocated love/relationships, then about death and aging, then about how desires and fantasies of the impossible (think of simping) can affect you. i’m well aware he tends to try juggling a lot of ideas with subtext and metaphors, but it doesn’t even feel like he tried making something meaningful from this. everything even slightly interesting is put on the backburner for an “epic charlie kaufman mindfuck moment” and pretty much ditches these ideas after it’s given some meaningless monologue voiceover about it. in the last 15-20 minutes or so there’s an abrupt tonal change, but its subtext was the closest kaufman got to elaborate on one of the aforementioned ideas, yet instead there’s just a plot twist that explains why/how everything in the course of the movie happened, and it just doesn’t work for me. i understand the film is supposed to be vague but it isnt concise at all, just messy and shallow. which is why by the end, how everything untangles and plays off doesn’t leave you with a strong feeling about anything, but more of a mild reaction about everything kaufman couldn’t make his mind up on.