Comments on: Away We Go Review

By: Dom

Dom — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 22:55:03 +0000

Possibly the most pointless film ever produced (and I’ve seen ‘The Good Night’ with Martin Freeman and Penelope Cruz).

Let’s be clear: this is not comedy – it isn’t even a story. This is two people visiting a few other people for no apparent reason other than to decide, rather oddly, where to buy a house.

Attempts at wacky, heart-warming exchanges between kooky characters simply descends into a drawn-out, tedious bore-fest.

The plot is so completely devoid of anything film-worthy, and the script so unbelievably dull, that I may as well have been sat in a Dixons Estate Agent listening to a middle-aged couple deliberate over the modern 3-bed semi in Doncaster or the 4-bed townhouse in Rotherham.

The only saving grace was that I didn’t pay to see it – but it still robbed me of an hour and a half of my life and I’m a bit pissed off about that.

By: Goon

Goon — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 15:24:53 +0000

I think part of that cynicism stemmed from that people dont expect that kind of indie touch from Mendes.

Paper Heart has been getting a lot of negativity over its poster/feel/trailer as well since Sundance.

By: Sean

Sean — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 04:57:45 +0000

Well, lots of other people seem to love this movie… I’m surprised because there was a lot of negativity surrounding the stereotypical hipster feel of the trailer and poster, and I felt like the movie delivered exactly that.

It sucks because I really want to love the few indie movies that have coming out this summer, but I just can’t bring myself to rave over them like so many others. I guess Paper Heart is the one exception.

By: Goon

Goon — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 04:23:13 +0000

Sometimes though I think Sean and I are at polar ends when it comes to a number of “quirky” indie comedies/dramas. He loves Thumbsucker and Juno, I thought both were between weak and terrible. And although its not much of a comedy, the polar reaction to the quirky Synecdoche New York.

I guess we’ll see when I catch 500 Days of Summer and Paper Heart. And maybe throw in an opinion of Rocket Science (which I enjoyed) for good measure.

By: Goon

Goon — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 04:11:21 +0000

(and this is coming from someone who was avoiding watching it at all because he hates Maya Rudolph THAT much)

By: Goon

Goon — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 04:10:07 +0000

No way man, this was the funniest movie I’ve seen all year. It reminded me very much of Alexander Payne for the most part, I understand those characters completely and I know all the people they’re digging at. Those people are very very real to me.

“Chris Messina’s speech about love and marriage over pancakes is so pretentious it hurts.”

I believe that was part of the point, them setting up like he understood everything and had it all together, but really everything is going to shit. I don’t even think the movie is even trying to be deep and poignant, it’s just trying to find a balance between sweet and sarcastic, and it hit that spot for me.

By: Dave

Dave — Mon, 20 Jul 2009 03:45:09 +0000

I couldn’t agree more with your assessment. Pretentious, overbearing tripe.

By: Ian

Ian — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 04:56:19 +0000

That is a pretty major mistake to make Sean. One is the dude and the other is Dumb or was he Dumber? Thanks for reviewing this as it sounds like reading your take has saved me a few hours of my life.

By: Sean

Sean — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 01:33:12 +0000

Re: Bridges/Daniels… not the first time I’ve made that mistake. Thanks for the correction.

By: Shut-Up Ed

Shut-Up Ed — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 01:23:22 +0000

Boooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring…

By: Dano

Dano — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 17:39:44 +0000

Jeff Bridges? Try Jeff Daniels…

By: fatbologna

fatbologna — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 05:13:24 +0000

I’ve gotta tell ya, I am SO sick of these “little” indie dramadies at this point. They’re so trite and precious and…eeeaaagh! With their pitchfork-lifted soundtracks and their little precious personal exchanges, it all just reeks of pretension and bandwagon-jumping for the sake of tricking so-called 30-something “hipster” audiences into ingesting the same feel-good drivel every year. Even down to the trailer editing and title designs. It’s like the studio alternative to big rom-coms is these sappy little wankfests that try so hard to mine the hard, diamond-like shallow surface of their sad little platitude-infested scripts for depth that just aint there. I really hope this trend is coming to a close. It seems like it might be.

Maybe the next trend will be to mimic the Spike Jonze/Michel Gondry/Charlie Kaufman style of filmmaking and everyone will start making strange introspective surrealist shit where every movie ends with a character chasing around the infant version of himself in his own head trying to discover the essence of his own being. The release of Cold Souls certainly feels like this could be true (although Paul Giamatti’s a weak substitute for some tasty Phillip Seymour Hoffman action).

Whatever the new trend may be, it’ll be a fine alternative to these sad little shitfests. Well, until THAT gets old and I need to lament whatever film starts THAT new cycle of shit-caked lameness…oh god…oh jesus…

will it ever end?