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With so little action or even insight, Marathon is far too long at only 74 minutes.
The real star ... is Michael Simmonds, whose manic black-and-white camerawork captures the unique vibrancy of New York City.
A visual valentine to New York subways and streets as well as a meditation on the universal human yearning to test ourselves against self-imposed limits..
A portrait of a certain urbanite mind and a city whose tolerance of anonymity provides a perfect stage for compulsion, neuroses and the fulfillment of hidden needs.
A minimalist’s dream film, “Marathon” should be able to find a small but very devoted group of fans, eager to experience something quiet and thought-provoking.
The beauty of Mr. Naderi's filmmaking lies in his combination of acute social observation and pure, almost mathematical formalism.
Crossword mavens may enjoy it, but it's too monomaniacal for comfort.
Marathon offers one of the most inventive reimaginings of the MTA since D.A. Pennebaker's 1953 cine-poem Daybreak Express.
Ludicrously long at this running time -- even seven minutes would have overstated its case -- Marathon truly lives up to its name.
I get it, she’s always isolated. She’s a lonely soul. Noise makes her feel a part of something. But this film could have been 7-minutes long and part of my Film Techniques class and I would have got that.


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