The most tedious, pretentious, boring and pointless film I've ever seen
Someone on The Fountain IMDB board suggested that Tree of Life was a film in a similar vein: beautifully filmed, about the Big Questions, unconventional, etc., so I gave this a go. I love films like that. I even enjoyed Upstream Color because it managed to be impressionistic and yet still preserve hidden structure and meaning that you could ponder and enjoy weeks later. The average viewer seems to enjoy a simple fast-paced conventional story with a simple resolution, but I like more challenging fare – a good, deep and intricate puzzle film especially rocks my boat.
But this, this was genuinely agonizing. There's some beautiful but fleeting impressionistic cinematography – I can’t argue with that. But it's strung together meaninglessly and disjointedly, and contribute *nothing* to the thin and pointless story being told. I’m even reluctant to call it a story, because it’s just a series of moments in the lives of a typical, boring, empty and pointless American family’s life. Oh - and an irrelevant depiction of evolution on Earth...what's that doing in here? Nothing, apparently - just another pointless diversion within a pointless diversion of a film.
It’s nearly impossible to make a film clocking in at nearly 2½ hours that doesn’t offer *some* kind of message, or meaning, or story arc, or new perspective. This one actually managed to do that. After the first ½ hour I felt frustrated - lots of tired clichéd Christian stuff that we’ve all heard a zillion times before “God giveth, and God taketh way” – that kind of vapid platitude. 90 minutes in I was actually angry and watching the timing indicator - it was becoming very clear that this thing was going nowhere. The characters remain distant and 2D, the structure is a catastrophe (why are there a fairly random series of Hubble Space Telescope photos suddenly injected in at a random place in the “story?"), and why does everything feel so labored and pretentious? And what’s with all the whispering "talking at God" stuff? And why doesn’t a single thing in this film connect with or contribute to the whole?
I don’t like to use the word “pretentious,” in fact I never use it, because it comes off sounding pretentious. And I’ve heard it used against genuinely fascinating and philosophically powerful films like The Fountain and 2001: A Space Odyssey. But where those films used big images to convey big and interesting ideas that come together like a brilliant mosaic in the end, this film exploits them to make itself feel important, and fails, because it doesn’t have anything to say. Or maybe it says “look how pretty.” Well, life already offers lots of pretty; a work of art/film should have -something to say about it-.
I guess that’s the heart of the matter: this ponderous and pointless 140-minute Titanic of a movie is bereft of that crucial component to a film: meaning. I suppose if you can spend 140 minutes looking at a random collection of Jackson Pollock paintings, or a flip-book of random photos, then you might like this film. Or if it made no sense to you but you fell for its hollow veneer of grandeur, perhaps you’ll –say- that you liked this film so other people won’t accuse you of “not getting It."
But if you’re hoping to find some real depth or something to think about or really any kind of take-away whatesoever, and you manage to wade through this thing (even the dumb and interminable scene where everyone is meandering around aimlessly on the beach like a scene from some expensive NYU student film where the actors are hoping for some kind of direction), then you’ll probably be experiencing real, physical pain (as I was) by the time the credits suddenly but thankfully roll.
The observer is the observed. - Jiddu Krishnamurtishare