I'm terrible at writing long reviews, mainly because I don't have a thesarus to hand and so end up using the same words over and over again. So, a quick capsule review instead: Fantastic. Go see this film now.
And with that done, I can now talk about my main topic of the day: why Charlie Kaufman is the reincarnation of Philip K Dick. Though his films have yet to make any semi-obsessive references to Linda Ronstadt that I've noticed, which is probably a good thing. And he was probably born before Dick died, as I'm pretty sure he's older than 22, so that strikes a big hole in that whole linearity of time idea that some people were hoping would work out.
Am I making sense here? Probably not. If I knew anything about programming, web design or those sorts of things, I'd make it so this entry slowly faded from sight as you read it, one word at a time, until there was nothing left to see (except Kirsten Dunst dancing in her underwear on your bed if you were really lucky) but instead you'll just have to imagine it - the fading, not Kirsten Dunst, though you may be imagining her already. Just start squinting now, gradually closing your eyes as you get further and further on. It might work, or you might just get strange looks from the people you work with. Pay no attention to them - this is just a dream.
It's interesting to note that Montauk
is where conspiracy theorists alledge the US government conducted experiments into time and parallel universes. Was that an intentional reference, or am I reading too much into it? After all, why not set up your top-secret government experiment into mind control on a back street - who'd suspect anything was going on. Trust me (I'm from the Government) when I say that this person has been removed from her mind and you shouldn't talk about it anymore. You hear me, citizen? That's gone to the It Never Happened department and it's none of your concern anymore.
Maybe Kaufman's just Dick with a differently developed sense of paranoia. It's there, that feeling the world is out to get you, whether mad scientists erasing things from your brain or someone controlling John Malkovich from the inside, but it's not quite as acute, no Exegesis, no VALIS. Yet. I can't help but think of Kaufman adapting A Scanner Darkly
or even collaborating with Gondry again on The Three Stigmata Of Palmer Eldritch
. But if that all falls through, then I'm sure Wilson'll listen to offers for Reality Is What You Can Get Away With
No, I have no idea how to finish this either. Give them awards, many of them - you can always forget about it afterwards if you want to.