Synopsis
A portrait of Robert, a troubled but poetic soul struggling with his purgatorial existence in a hackney scrapyard.
2015 Directed by Guy Bolongaro
A portrait of Robert, a troubled but poetic soul struggling with his purgatorial existence in a hackney scrapyard.
This movie blew my mind and I’m so fucking disappointed that I haven’t seen it until now. I could’ve been enjoying and analyzing this film for years. Well, shoulda coulda woulda.
First thing I have to discuss is obviously the cinematography. I love how it was filmed. The first person camera work made you feel involved instead of just an audience member. This made the fantastical moments even better. With such realistic filming it’s uncertain whether these things are actually happening or if it’s all in his head.
That’s another thing I really liked about the film: that they never clarified if it was real or not. It does a good job of convincing you he’s crazy and only he…
insane how they did all of it in one take i could never stay in character for like 2 hours
"A man becomes a critic when he cannot be an artist, the same way that a man becomes an informer when he cannot be a soldier."
Har ikke tænkt mig at skrive et review efter den quote...
update 1 year later: yeah so this is the wrong birdman but imma leave this review up cus it's funny