By Noah Forrest Forrest@moviecitynews.com
I’m Still Here (Dir. Casey Affleck)
I don’t really know where to start with this one. I’ve professed my admiration for Casey Affleck and Joaquin Phoenix many times on this site. I think both of them are two of the finest actors that are currently working today and I root for them to succeed in all of their endeavors. When they announced that they were working on this project, that Phoenix was going to become a rapper and Affleck was going to document his journey, I was just kind of bummed that these two brilliant actors would be spending their time on this one project rather than giving us more wonderful performances. I worried that it was going to be a waste of their time.
I was right.
Not only that, it was a waste of my time to watch this movie. The most exciting thing that happens in the film (the Letterman appearance) has already been seen and dissected by most folks that are aware of pop culture. That moment is the climax of the film. But really, that speaks more to the deficiencies in the rest of the film rather than that moment itself.
Reviewing a documentary is different from reviewing a feature and when the creators of this project recently stated that this was, in fact, a feature and that Phoenix had been perpetuating something akin to a hoax, I certainly watched the film differently. But I can’t review it as a feature either because there are people involved in the film who weren’t aware of the shenanigans. So, it becomes a kind of hybrid film, something resembling a Sacha Baron Cohen film. And it makes us long for the brilliance that Cohen brings to those films, the way he actually creates credible characters that are let loose upon the world. More than that, he plays extroverted characters that go out into the world and interact with people. Phoenix has created a mumbling, quiet version of himself that mostly stays at home and does nothing. So the film really just seems like a couple of kids who decided to invite some friends to make a movie in their backyard.
Much is made of Phoenix trying to arrange several meetings with Sean “P. Diddy” Combs, in the hopes that Combs will listen to and love Phoenix’s terrible music. It all goes predictably wrong and Phoenix gets upset about it. If nothing else, Combs deserves consideration for Best Supporting Actors for his stellar performances here and in Get Him to the Greek.
There are scenes of vomiting, drug abuse, fighting, sex, but even if all of these things weren’t staged, they would still be…well, really fucking boring. I was astounded by the fact that I kept looking at the time, waiting for the film to be over. The reason is that there is nothing compelling us forward as viewers, nothing for us to hold onto or hope for. What is the point that Affleck is trying to make here? It can’t really be about the media’s effect on celebrity because the world created here is so insular that we barely see outside of Phoenix’s homes. Is it about the ways in which celebrities delude themselves? Because that’s not really an interesting topic for 99.9% of humanity.
Ultimately, it’s a plodding film that kind of just goes onward with no particular direction. Struggling to find a way to mercifully end the film, Affleck gives us a strange sequence where Phoenix goes to Panama and swims. It’s supposed to be deep, perhaps some kind of metaphor (Water as rebirth? Really?), but it comes off as pretentious and – once again – boring.
I’m really pretty upset at the amount of talent and time that was wasted on this (anti-)vanity project. I don’t know that Phoenix’s portrayal is even a good one because I honestly don’t know how far removed it is from his own personality. Even if it is, Phoenix is not a sympathetic or interesting “character” in this film. He doesn’t invite us in, we don’t know him at all, and he seems like an egomaniac. Antony Langdon plays Phoenix’s friend and assistant and aside from showing off his impressive penis a few times, doesn’t really leave much of an impression. I wish he would get back in the studio with Spacehog and make some good music.
As for Affleck’s direction? Well, let’s say that he doesn’t have his brother Ben’s flair for drama, nor does he have a good sense of pacing or tone. Perhaps with a more conventional narrative, Affleck would be able to prove that he’s a decent filmmaker, but his instincts don’t seem very good from this small sample size.
Honestly, I can’t recommend that you see this film because it won’t offer you any insight nor will it entertain you. Now let’s hope these talented fellas get back to work quickly.
i respectfully disagree. its closed minded goobers such as yourself that wouldnt understand this film. go back to making fries.
Care to elaborate? Help me understand this film. Just finished making my fries, so I have a snack ready.
This film is a perfect example of the level of “talent” presently residing in “Hollywood”.
The rumours of Hollywoods death are not false.
This is the sad future of American movies.
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