Cameron Crowe, 2001
5/5
Publishing empire heir David Ames (Tom Cruise) struggles to put the pieces back together in his life after a horrible automobile accident with lover Julie Gianni (Cameron Diaz)
Cameron Crowe is an interesting filmmaker, having taken many directions over the course of his career. He pursued his heart with Say Anything. He pursued his love of music (and of course his own history of journalism for Rolling Stone) with Almost Famous. He pursued personal reflection and personal unraveling in Jerry Maguire. He mistakenly tried to make a more populist kid-pleaser picture with We Bought a Zoo, but that feels like a film that didn't ultimately become what he had originally envisioned. But Vanilla Sky is his most interesting work, his most ambitious work, his most under-appreciated. It's already such a bold move taking one of the biggest actors in Hollywood at the time (Cruise), and disfiguring his face. That aside, he also demanded a big performance from Cruise who really did deliver. There are so many elements at work, some of them so obviously personal to Crowe. The way that this movie looks at love and death, memories, blossoming love. It hasn't been done exactly like this before. The effect of our memories on our subconscious. The impact of dreams. The toxic elements of our life that we fall into. Societal structure, technology, it's really all there. People often criticize this film for being too convoluted, confusing. That's actually quite surprising, because the reveal at the climax really does lay everything out there. The film really builds and builds, getting more complex. The final moments on screen our so powerful and emotional. It should have you questioning your own life, your own existence.
I try to watch a lot of films. I try to avoid the bad ones, but sometimes you just don't see them coming. The unfortunate thing is you can't get that time back. Life is short. I'll try to steer everyone in the right direction. I rate films on a 5 point scale. This will always be a Spoiler-Free blog.
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January 6, 2015
August 18, 2013
Elizabethtown
Cameron Crowe, 2005

(REWATCHED)
3/5
Drew Baylor is a shoe designer who is feeling the guilt of a huge loss for his company. He assumes things can't get any worse for him, and then he receives a phone call from his sister telling him that his father died. He soon must travel to his father's hometown of Elizabethtown as the family comes together for the funeral.
People over the years have horribly
criticized Elizabethtown. And
unfairly. Anyone who is a fan of Cameron Crowe's work can feel his
presence in this. He's there. It's just that there's too much of
him there. It's unfair to just completely dismiss Elizabethtown
as a mess. It's not a mess. There's just TOO MUCH going on. Cameron
Crowe obviously had a lot to say. But this should have been two
movies. Maybe three. The story of losing his father, and returning
home to Elizabeth. One film. And I know, Garden State.
But Crowe would have executed that better than Zach Braff. Him
meeting Claire on an airplane? It's a great story, it really is. But
thats another film. Both stories were conflicting. They didn't blend
well and didn't play nice with each other. It's a shame, because some
of the scenes in this film feel so real. The late night phone
conversation with Claire. The chaos of the cousins screaming in the
tight house. The forced neurotic distractions by his mother. At times
the characters in the film do feel like caricatures, but they are
still placed in very real moments.
Too much teasing. By the time the
funeral scene rolled around, Claire should have been pregnant. "I
Like You" – they should have been and were in love at that
point. Orlando Bloom is engaging, it's just a shame that Crowe
over-used him. Transitional shots of him dancing on an iron bridge,
aimlessly pacing through his hotel room. Let him play to his
strengths. Let the story breathe. His character was complex, and a
lot of the time you could just see it on his face.
The roadtrip scene in the final act is
the dagger in the heart of Elizabethtown. The intended emotion to
that chapter is lost because you are still feeling (or should be) the
effects of the funeral. Instead of the film ending at the funeral,
you now have to get in a car with Drew for 42 hours. In the end, it's
probably a film that probably looked so good on paper. It has all of
the qualities of a Cameron Crowe film. Great music, real love, real
emotion. Unfortunately it was just scattered all over the place.
Maybe the editor is to blame. Maybe its Crowe. Either way, there
should have been meetings about this. There is the real possibility
that Cameron Crowe could have had two great films here, instead he
had one OKAY one.
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