Epidévédéthèque d'images / Blourenvois sonores
du jeudi 13 février 2014 à d'en 1 an à Nice
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samedi 29 mars 2014
vendredi 28 mars 2014
vendredi 21 mars 2014
jeudi 20 mars 2014
mercredi 19 mars 2014
Tomette
"This movie got a lot of undeserved juice from Roger Ebert's four-star review, and it's just awful. I've liked some of Toback's other work, particularly "Fingers", but this thing feels like a really boring home movie on autopilot. It's purportedly about the non-adventures of this bratty little rich girl (Neve Campbell) and her no-account boyfriend (Fred Weller) and, ultimately, their scheme to seduce a rich Italian count (Dominic Chianese) out of some major money. But it takes some time to get to this plot point, and up till then, the movie just meanders in a cinema-verite sort of way that makes it seem like Toback can use it as an excuse for the picture being a dud. It's like he's saying, "Well, whatever we shot, we shot. I can't be held responsible for the randomness of events." The movie goes from Neve Campbell meeting one person on the street to another in what I'm sure Toback would insist was "character development", but it's done in such a way that it all rings false. It's scripted without being scripted. In another words, it's contrived. When Neve's college professor (played by Toback) explains what he thinks is going on with Neve and her head games, you can almost hear the gears locking in the background. It might be the most mechanical ad-libbed sequence in history." (rcraig62, imdb.com)
lundi 17 mars 2014
dimanche 16 mars 2014
mardi 11 mars 2014
lundi 10 mars 2014
samedi 8 mars 2014
Fraise écrasée
"Don't be fooled by the impressive credentials: this ugly, abusive excuse for a motion picture is just a trashy big-budget adaptation of yet another Stephen King potboiler. Even worse, it's a transparent, masochistic revenge fantasy aimed straight at the fans who made King a success in the first place. The protagonist is (naturally) a brilliant novelist, crippled in an auto accident and left to the not-so-tender mercies of his number one fan, who systematically tortures him so that he can continue writing best-selling garbage. The plot is not unlike an inversion of 'The Shining', but without the added element of the supernatural to give it any horrific guilty pleasures. Yes, the point is made that writers are always at the mercy of their readers, but cool, rational man of letters James Caan is, on the evidence of his cathartic fury of violence at the climax of the film, little better than psycho fan Kathy Bates (no relation to Norman). In fairness, it should be noted that the original, downbeat ending to King's novel was sanitized to make the story more accessible, but not enough to hide the author's contempt and self-pity." (Michael Neumann, imdb.com)
mercredi 5 mars 2014
mardi 4 mars 2014
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