When a depressed woman is burglarized, she finds a new sense of purpose by tracking down the thieves alongside her obnoxious neighbor. But they soon find themselves dangerously out of their depth against a pack of degenerate criminals.
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I Don't Feel at Home in This World AnymoreDirected byMacon Blair
'Twould be chintzy to declare that I hate this movie. Hard to hate something when the stakes are low enough to touch imperceptibility. And I certainly don't hate Melanie Lynskey; anybody who hated her would have to be a full-scale bummer of a person. All that said: it was tiresome to sit through this. Shook me awake in third act. Which was its intention. Once awake, I may have been heard to mutter "meh."
While it was an entertaining film, I'm just not big on the whole concept of revenge. It has lots of interesting plot twist, and funny scenes, but it's really hard to make a film like this where everyone's an asshole and not get dragged into the dirt with them. If they didn't take revenge, then you'd have no movie. The expectation is that revenge will make the audience happy.
"When focus[ed] on Ruth and Tony, IDFAHITWA is a satisfying story of two people who have decided that the only way to behave in a mad world is to be a little mad. It’s charmingly bizarre and it’s a joy to watch Lynskey and Wood at work with Blair behind the camera. While it doesn’t all come together as well as one would hope, I'm eager to see Blair’s next directorial effort." Matt Goldberg, Collider 3.5 stars
Mix of Comedy and Crime movie. Characters and situations are interesting, let’s admit it, and I understand that the writer/director wanted to draw the attention to our modern world’s selfishness. OK. What else here ? Nothing. Already forgotten.
The predictable mechanics of revenge, accessorized by blood-simplistic fight-and-flight set-pieces (which are nevertheless engaging, for the usual Pavlovian reasons), fail to completely efface either the film's winningly wounded central characterizations or its effective set-up of a perennial dilemma--how, assuming we even can, do we reconcile ourselves to things as they are? And if we can't, what's best to pretend?