The LEGO Movie 2: The Second Part
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Creative people often mistakenly assume that the trials of their profession are compelling.
"The End of Love" is an exceptionally intimate, human-scaled picture. It's also quite a special piece of work.
Mr. Webber, a skilled actor, has not devised a narrative with sufficient momentum or tension to sustain much interest.
There is plenty of evidence that Webber has something significant to say, and the gifts with which to express himself. Once he's ready to commit fully to his own vision, there's no end to what he might accomplish.
Shot with tiny digital cameras to minimize the sense of intrusion, The End Of Love sometimes feels like a home movie, but that's also the source of its strength.
Mark Webber's "The End of Love" connects and lingers by making incredible effort seem natural.
Those willing to drift along with it will find a compelling character study about a man coming to terms with himself, his son, and the people who enter their lives.
Single dad's struggles are poignant, somewhat mature.
Webber appears to be making an audition tape with his second directorial effort, using screen time to display a range of moods and dramatic encounters that could go on to secure future jobs for the actor.
Not sure if The End of Love's Mark Webber got that callback from Paul Thomas Anderson, but the Mark Webber who made The End of Love deserves to be getting a few.
There are some lovely and moving things here, but over the long haul it's more like watching an hour and a half of someone's weekend trip to Knott's Berry Farm.
It's the kind of indie in which shrugging naturalism means nobody has a distinctive personality or energy, and the claustrophobic sense of young Industry workers collarbone-deep into their own navels is hard to shake.
This was a touching movie, though hard to follow. I think that the acting by the child is quite exceptional. Father and son story just on a different scale.
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