An embarrassingly juvenile effort. Anderson establishes no sense of intimacy or understanding of his main character. We don't know how he thinks or what he's thinking of. The only thing that makes sense is his desire for psychotherapy. Anyone who is this screwed up mentally would not be on the street. In addition to that, almost everything that happens in the plot is nonsense. Once again, Anderson is asking us to buy in to impossible situations. He's seems to be getting worse and worse as a writer/director. His best film was his first: Hard 8, probably because he played by the strict rules of character development and storytelling. He did this to get his foot in the entertainment door. Once inside, he felt he could indulge in his wacky whims as a writer/director. The result? Bad movies.
Adam Sandler in a dramatic role. Shocker? No. He's an actor. He should be able to pull this off. But as usual, everyone considers it a revelation because of this past pigeonholing. Emily Watson, a supreme professional looks totally lost in this film. I can actually read regret in her eyes, regret for taking this role.
Anderson, get back to basics. Maybe you'll get my respect back.
Adam Sandler in a dramatic role. Shocker? No. He's an actor. He should be able to pull this off. But as usual, everyone considers it a revelation because of this past pigeonholing. Emily Watson, a supreme professional looks totally lost in this film. I can actually read regret in her eyes, regret for taking this role.
Anderson, get back to basics. Maybe you'll get my respect back.