Closer

For a Hollywood film with a mainstream A-list cast, Closer is quite daring in its themes, language and depiction of sexuality. The central quartet of actors do a brilliant job, and Clive Owen in particular thoroughly enjoys his part and gives an excellent performance. I was a little put off by the fact that, with its running time and looping plot, the film, particularly in the second half, feels slightly repetitive and the jumps in time are often quite brutal. A well done dramatic chore, but I could imagine it being even more polished. [KVIFF 2024] (07/07/2024)

(KVIFF 2024) Closer is intimate romantic drama, artfully written and with believable performances, centered around a love quadrangle and somewhat volatile 'climaxes'. All four actors do their roles to perfection, with Clive Owen nailing it the most. I was a little distracted by the time jumps at first, but you notice this almost immediately. Closer is very sensual film, without any explicit sex scenes – there’s ample use of spicy dialogue (and chats). One of the good things is that you basically have no idea until the very end how geometrical a constellation the whole story will reach. (07/05/2024)

When a relationship is a personal threat and the thought of a more serious commitment suddenly becomes unpleasant. Mike Nichols knows how to implant an unbearable bug of uncertainty and ignorance about the people you love, thus sounding the alarm about the purpose of their search. Sometimes you simply don't want to know everything about the other person, and only at the eleventh hour will you realize the key aspect behind your emotions – the mystery of the other. And then it's too late to avoid all the cruelties because no matter what you say now, nothing will ever be the same. You will lose yourself and yet still be close. Closer – but still not there. An emotional mess, but cinematic perfection. (07/17/2005)

“Where is the love?” Scenes from relationship life for the 21st century. Nichols does not in any way try to disguise the film’s theatrical origins; on the contrary, the chosen structure (several long conversational segments), perfectly timed dialogue and classical music accentuate them. It is only after the encounter at the exhibition that he begins to cut between the individual couples’ dialogue scenes, thus giving the impression that their stories are more closely intertwined and influence each other to the point that they cannot be together because of the others (the flashback to the signing of divorce papers, which is interspersed with Dan and Anna’s conversation in the theatre, serves the same purpose). I consider the big jumps in time, which we are usually informed about ex post and as if in passing through dialogue (we’ve been dating for four months, we got together a year ago, he left me three months ago...) to be a courageous decision, as they bring the film closer to a time-lapse documentary that captures only the turning points of relationships. Unlike Bergman, however, Closer is not a carefully nuanced psychological drama, but a contrived melodrama full of walking (arche)types, “chance” encounters and bookish-sounding lines, and throughout its runtime, I wasn't sure to what extent it was aware of its own exaggeration and unnaturalness or the extent to which it was convinced that it was revealing the unvarnished truth about love and relationships, or something along those lines. Many scenes, such as the bitter conclusion, graphically illustrating the fact that we often truly get to know even the most beloved person after they have left us (i.e. when it is too late), suggest that the simplistic characterisation of the characters was a way to convey a universal, almost allegorical story in which everyone who has ever experienced the ambivalent feeling of not knowing whether to kill or fuck the one you love (as in the last dialogue scene of Dan and Larry) can see themselves. So, there is some sort of life lesson to be learned from that. Personally, however, I prefer films that don’t pretend to have depth where there is none. 70% (02/22/2017)

A huge disappointment for me, unfortunately... the whole thing was chaotic and above all insanely sleazy. The only one who kept her poise in my eyes was Julia Roberts. So overdone and needlessly depressed. Clive Owen was completely unappealing here and Natalie Portman seemed so flaccid. Jude Law was once again a little off... Even though the film was up for 4 stars, I'm only giving 3 and will try to forget the whole thing. (02/11/2011)