Cute film of kids making a 35mm film. I like that the kids flesh did not start crawling and the camera didn't really turn into a creepy monster or anything. The most harmless Cronenberg film I have seen. He should make more films with kids and nothing creepy happening. The monologue was a little bit creepy but I wan't triggered or anything.
The camera is the lead character, it seems. It leans over, like a hovering eye. It seems to have a life of its own. It changes perspective, makes us realize there is a camera. And there is the actor, talking like an actor, acting. Taking about the story of a camera. The camera that films him is the one that moves, that shows us its existence. Like a character. But there is another... And so on. Quite boring.
eep,one hell of a terrific indictment on movie magic. or is it an indictment on digital cinema, flattening all our images to the point of death. or just that there is something inherently humiliating about having your image live long after your body physical. hmmm...
Ignore these low ratings.
If you truly listen to what is said here, truly take in what is shown here, and truly feel what is alive here, then you will leave having been touched and enriched by aa beautifully poignant piece of film that is strange, yet calm territory for Cronenberg.