Synecdoche, New York

Synecdoche, New York ★★★★★

First of all, RIP Philip Seymour Hoffman. I was in the middle of watching this when I found out, and it just made the film resonate more within me, knowing it is a film about a man trying to box in the scope of life only to find out that the pattern of life is the same no matter what you do or however you try to avoid: you are born, and then you die. This is a story of a man who wanted to create not only something, but something great and timeless. What created an impact on me was that he failed. But oh, what a beautiful way to fail.

It sounds bleak, but you really have to see this. It's surreal, and confusing, and while I saw a lot of things in this, I feel like it merits more viewings. There is so much detail and everything was so perfect (set design, plot, concept, makeup, etc.) that it would be a shame to miss out on those.

Synecdoche, New York is beautiful, poignant and complex. I implore you to watch this. I wish I could write something better about it for this review, and maybe I would one day, but this review is driven by mourning and enlightenment and the urgency to make people watch this that it's basically a stream of consciousness review for me. It's not for everyone, but on the off chance that it's for you, watch it, and I swear you'll come out a better person for it.