This is what noted film critic Ray Carney has to say of The Puffy Chair
Where does the problem lie? Why are the the films that get the most attention the stupidest, most banal, most cliched ones? Why does America not appreciate it true cinematic artists? Is the problem the greed of distributors? Is it the stupidity of reviewers? Is it the timidity of viewers who only go to movies they have heard about, or ones that have movie stars in them, or ones that have a million dollar advertising budget? Or is it some combination of all of these factors?
A few days ago a movie called The Puffy Chair came in the mail. It was produced by Mark Duplass, directed by his brother Jay Duplass, written by the two of them, and stars three complete unknowns (at least to me): Mark Duplass (who also wears hats as the producer and co-writer), Kathryn Aselton, and Rhett Wilkins. It is, quite simply, one of the best American films of the past ten years.No ifs, ands, or buts. I am shocked not only that I had hadn't heard of the movie prior to this, but that from everything I've been able to find out, the two brothers who made it still can't get a distributor to pick it up.
The Puffy Chair is the movie Sideways was supposed to be. A love story about two good friends (in this case they are not best friends but brothers) with opposite personalities on a road trip, during which the wilder one meets a woman, and the shyer, tamer one reflects on his current relationship with his longtime girlfriend. I won't say more than that about the plot out of fear of giving away too much, except to say that where Sideways (no matter what the critics told us) ultimately presented a false, sentimental, simplified Hollywood view of life and romance, The Puffy Chair gives us the real McCoy, the real thing, the way life and love and romance really, truly are. Where Sideways was easy and obvious and simple, The Puffy Chair is stunningly delicate and complex. Where Sideways created easy problems so it could offer easy solutions to them, The Puffy Chair, gives us life and love as hard to figure out, and as unamenable to easy solutions, as real life does.
But there is really no need to compare The Puffy Chair to anything else. Suffice it to say that the Duplass brothers present a beautifully moving and complex love story. Every aspect of the film is impressive, but its greatest strength is its superb acting. It took my breath away.
Kathryn Aselton, Mark Duplass, and Rhett Wilkins are stunning. Emotions cascade across Duplass's and Aselton's faces almost too rapidly to keep up with. Just as in real life, where real things are at stake, emotions run high and arguments can dissolve into jokes and jokes can suddenly escalate into thermonuclear arguments.
I have no idea who Kathryn Aselton is, what her dramatic training is, or what she has done in film or on the stage in the past, but she is simply astonishing -- so subtle, so true, so convincing I couldn't believe my eyes at moments. I couldn't believe she was acting. It seemed like she was actually living the film, actually feeling the things her character feels.
What is wrong with the world of film that a film as beautiful as this one would have to fight for distribution? Why haven't I heard of it before? Why haven't you? Why hasn't the world? I understand that The Puffy Chair is making the rounds of various film festivals right now. All I can say is: If you have a chance to see it, go and celebrate your discovery of an amazing new director, two terrific writers, and three wonderful actors. As great art always does, they will ask you questions you need to ask yourself, give you a few tentative, provisional answers along the way, and maybe even help you to understand your life a little more.
Ray Carney
www.Cassavetes.com
Prof. of Film and American Studies
(Link: http://www.thepuffychairmovie.com/review-carney.htm )
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I think the above note will shut the mouths of some of the dumbest a**holes who posted here. And anyone who doesn't know Ray Carney can browse the net for his credentials..................