Not having done my research of what the original story was (or if there even was an original story to begin with)* I sat down and watched this movie. David Foster Wallace is one of those people who have alot to say, maybe too much to say, because he's one of the few people who has anything interesting to say the way he does and so everybody wants him to say something on their show, program, magazine, whatever. Let's go from there and see where we end up, right? Make a movie about this inspiring novelist who just wrote a book the size of a brick and let's mix in a failed writer, with the same name, looking for inspiration.
What I thought might be a genuinely different experience in cinéma, a talkie that changes talkies the way Waking Life changed animation for a 12 year old kid living in the suburbs with only a broadband at his disposal, turned out to be what the voice in my head already assumed: this is just another cash grab biopic of a famous person. Oh, but he says he doesn't wanna be famous, he says he doesn't wanna be a big movie star, he doesn't want to be the only writer to be featured in Rolling Stone, he moans about everything being recorded whilst enjoying the attention, very well knowing and forecasting that he will become the Kurt Cobain of writing: a damn commodity for people to consume, another mindset that will be turned into an accessory. Wanna be an intellectual but don't know how? Here are some snobby teenagers reciting DFW on YouTube in bite size chunks for your bite sized attention span. You won't have to think at all! Just act like him and all the bookworms will think you're kewl *wink* Okay, enough stabbing, let's get serious here.
Besides the humane portrait of this writer and the comedy involved I found that the characters were completely superfluous. Young man seeks inspiration, finds an older man who has the inspiration, both men go on a trip, they have good times, they have bad times, young man doesn't learn anything because he simply doesn't have the life experience of older man. This is a very dry take on The Road Trip meets some kinda guru flick on The Dark Side of Fame I have seen dozens and dozens of times before and this is my roadblock. I would have liked this movie alot more if this story were fictionalized with a writer inspired by the mind of David Foster Wallace instead of simply drawing an audience with his name and not doing it any honor. He's a writer that has influenced many people of my generation, Gen Y and Gen Z** and honestly, if you can't produce or direct a movie that honors this person's work, you are disrespecting that person. The cherry here is that David's being played by THE GUY that is being typecast for bromance flicks, which only emphasizes the selling point of this film. There's no sad ending, because the other David - played by an actor who is often being typecast for being the other dude in the room - never put any effort in contacting David back. There's no remorse, no sadness, to feel bad about their break-up. They simply just had a fun time for what was supposed to be an interview. Two dudes smoking, talking, watching TV and buying a ton of junk food. It doesn't live up to anything. Nothing. And that's not what David Foster Wallace wrote about and that's not what we should remember him for.
Again: I wouldn't call this a bad film necessarily for only missing the trope it's built on, a trope is simply an instrument to generate a story. I wouldn't call this movie bad because there's not enough drama. I would call this a bad film because I'm quite sure these kind of stories simply don't belong on a screen. Americans simply don't how to make a film that feels natural like Chinese movies often excel at. This is a clear example of the book being better than the film, unless the other David is still a terrible writer.
*Even though the credits mention the book this movie was based on ** I'm technically a Millennial (Gen Y) but this term is confusing to most people. Basically, Millennials are people who became adults after 2000. Also, Gen Z is quite inspired by the same ideas but have other methods, which shouldn't be part of this review.
What I thought might be a genuinely different experience in cinéma, a talkie that changes talkies the way Waking Life changed animation for a 12 year old kid living in the suburbs with only a broadband at his disposal, turned out to be what the voice in my head already assumed: this is just another cash grab biopic of a famous person. Oh, but he says he doesn't wanna be famous, he says he doesn't wanna be a big movie star, he doesn't want to be the only writer to be featured in Rolling Stone, he moans about everything being recorded whilst enjoying the attention, very well knowing and forecasting that he will become the Kurt Cobain of writing: a damn commodity for people to consume, another mindset that will be turned into an accessory. Wanna be an intellectual but don't know how? Here are some snobby teenagers reciting DFW on YouTube in bite size chunks for your bite sized attention span. You won't have to think at all! Just act like him and all the bookworms will think you're kewl *wink* Okay, enough stabbing, let's get serious here.
Besides the humane portrait of this writer and the comedy involved I found that the characters were completely superfluous. Young man seeks inspiration, finds an older man who has the inspiration, both men go on a trip, they have good times, they have bad times, young man doesn't learn anything because he simply doesn't have the life experience of older man. This is a very dry take on The Road Trip meets some kinda guru flick on The Dark Side of Fame I have seen dozens and dozens of times before and this is my roadblock. I would have liked this movie alot more if this story were fictionalized with a writer inspired by the mind of David Foster Wallace instead of simply drawing an audience with his name and not doing it any honor. He's a writer that has influenced many people of my generation, Gen Y and Gen Z** and honestly, if you can't produce or direct a movie that honors this person's work, you are disrespecting that person. The cherry here is that David's being played by THE GUY that is being typecast for bromance flicks, which only emphasizes the selling point of this film. There's no sad ending, because the other David - played by an actor who is often being typecast for being the other dude in the room - never put any effort in contacting David back. There's no remorse, no sadness, to feel bad about their break-up. They simply just had a fun time for what was supposed to be an interview. Two dudes smoking, talking, watching TV and buying a ton of junk food. It doesn't live up to anything. Nothing. And that's not what David Foster Wallace wrote about and that's not what we should remember him for.
Again: I wouldn't call this a bad film necessarily for only missing the trope it's built on, a trope is simply an instrument to generate a story. I wouldn't call this movie bad because there's not enough drama. I would call this a bad film because I'm quite sure these kind of stories simply don't belong on a screen. Americans simply don't how to make a film that feels natural like Chinese movies often excel at. This is a clear example of the book being better than the film, unless the other David is still a terrible writer.
*Even though the credits mention the book this movie was based on ** I'm technically a Millennial (Gen Y) but this term is confusing to most people. Basically, Millennials are people who became adults after 2000. Also, Gen Z is quite inspired by the same ideas but have other methods, which shouldn't be part of this review.
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