my god. good fucking movie. a film that details self analysis (and analysis in general) as a distinct state of consciousness. this film will draw sharp lines among its audiences. its getting and will get very good reviews, which will cause lots of people to go see it: some will stand up like myself a little blown away, others will scratch their heads saying, 'i'm a little confused on a few things', others will miss the boat completely and call the film a piece of worthless shit 'dude i thought, marky mark was going to kick some ass in this flick.' just hope that you're not in the third category, because well, that means you're not the brownest log in the toilet.
theres also some very well done humor in this movie - moviegoers seeking anchorman 2 need not apply. in places it draws similarities to the royal tennanbaums and being john malcovich (although less bizarre). i was honestly laughing for almost the entire movie, but if you don't get the humor, then you wont get it at all.
wahlberg is really good because he's playing a different type of role - the exact reason the director selected him. jason schwartzman is and always will be the man. no one could have been cast better for the roles of dustin hoffman and lily tomlin.
this movie doesn't follow the shitty hollywood rules, the director (david o' russell) made it the way he wanted to and thats exactly why its so good. i'm gonna go ahead and say you'll be seeing it nominated for something(s) at the academy awards.
'skinny dipping sesh, later.' - laguna beach.
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