Directed by:
Jaco Van DormaelScreenplay:
Jaco Van DormaelCinematography:
Christophe BeaucarneComposer:
Pierre van DormaelCast:
Jared Leto, Diane Kruger, Sarah Polley, Rhys Ifans, Juno Temple, Natasha Little, Toby Regbo, Laurent Capelluto, Ben Mansfield, Thomas Byrne, Linh Dan Pham (more)VOD (1)
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Nemo Nobody leads an ordinary existence at his wife's side, Elise, and their 3 children until the day when reality skids and he wakes up as an old man in the year 2092. At 120, Mr. Nobody is both the oldest man in the world and the last mortal of a new mankind where nobody dies anymore. But that doesn't seem to interest or bother him very much. The only questions that preoccupy him in the present is whether he lived the right life for himself, loved the woman whom he was supposed to love, and had the children whom he was meant to have... now his purpose is to find the right answer. (official distributor synopsis)
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From the very beginning, the film pretends to be so artsy and clever that it stumbles on its own feet as it progresses, and falls short in its attempt to captivate the viewer on several fronts at once. I can't deny, of course, that it's beautifully and originally shot, that Jared Leto is a phenomenal actor, and that all the amazing shots have something to them in the overall context, but other than that, the film, with its complex composition and constant interweaving of several storylines, completely messed with my head and spouted one question mark after another, it failed to awaken any other feelings in me, and its precise cynicism didn’t allow me to experience the story of the main characters in any deeper way, which was probably a necessity in this case. Maybe the strength of the film would affect me more with a second viewing, but to be honest I hardly have the courage to do that.
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Until about the middle the film was getting four stars, aiming at five if it managed to pull out a great ending. In the second half, however, it gets a bit too complex, and unnecessarily and pointlessly so given how simple the twist is. It’s nice to watch, the direction is top-notch (even though it’s a rip-off of a rip-off in its own way), but the idea gets stuck somewhere at the beginning of the journey. At times, it reminded me of an acquaintance who likes to quote Gandhi and “eruditely” speaks about Plato’s world of ideas, mixing in a drop of physical theories (about which I never heard and I suspect he made them up) and believes he’s very smart, even though his blog looks like the work of a basic school pupil. Mr. Nobody could have been a very good film, but for that it should have kept its feet more on the ground. I don’t regret watching it, but I believe it can’t offer anything to anyone (provided they don’t think it up themselves), because it doesn’t have anything.
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I didn't quite understand what the poet meant by that. It is extremely rich in expressive means, with plenty of imaginative scenes and ambiguous characters, quality performances, and dreamy atmosphere. It is similar to "Odyssean" works like Cloud Atlas, but it doesn’t work as well.
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I'm not surprised that Jaco van Dormael hasn't made and won't make another film on such a large scale. Despite the philosophical and conceptual attempt to transcend the universe, his monument is filled with the unique and intimate, endless power of joy and sorrow. The author must have poured his soul into both versions, because I haven't seen so many impactful encounters, embraces, farewells, or insights for a long time, each pushing the narrative and mood forward by a significant margin. It's not a perfect work, nor is it all-embracing; its length, especially in the director's cut, unnecessarily extends into places where nothing new is found. But there are so many electrifying connections in the right places that it is worth seeing for dreamers and cynics alike.
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The most significant cliché wrapped in talk of space-time and causality, served in a Bollywood pompous three-pack. From my point of view, a bloated boring bubble which, after bursting, leaves nothing but a musty smell of sweet phrases and sly jokes about life and everything else. We can compare it to The Fountain, we can compare it to Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, we can compare it to The Butterfly Effect... regarding the first one on the list, Mr. Nobody lacks visually and in terms of acting, for the second his ideas are not good enough, and for the third he does not have the tension. A film that declares that life is a playground, but instead of playing, it pretends to be something it can't be. Thank you, not interested.
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