Monday, November 17, 2008

Synecdoche, New York



A film continuous in the everyday life of a man...a director. Death and the coming of every new day leads him to the play of his existence. Through the passing of individuals, both family and friends lends a way into seeing his own life through the eyes of a play. His Sick, betrayed, misunderstood, non-existant life moves endlessly towards an end, which he has trouble seeing with his own sight. It is played out through the eyes of others. The future is stagnant and frozen in his re-ran life of nothing but him and his problems, that no one really wants to know, but he tells. The film opens eyes to see what we see in our own selves, and our own lives what others may see, but not want to. The dark drama is refreshing in a way i'm unable to explain.

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