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Downsizing (2017)
Sometimes I'm amazed at the kind of nonsense I watch and even finish watching. As a rule, this is because I haven't watched anything in a while, I don't want to play anything, and therefore I decide to watch whatever, just to watch something. This movie is one of those. The premise of the film is that in the future, people invent a technology to shrink people in order to save the planet from a shortage of resources, and the protagonist and his wife decide to shrink themselves. The genre of the film is comedy. "Aha," I thought, "a film about all sorts of funny situations related to the difference in size." But no, there was exactly one joke on this topic in the film, and even that only elicited a smile, not laughter. And in general, there are very few funny jokes in the film, even though it lasts two hours. But there are plenty of sad, melancholic moments presented with cheerful music (which subtly reminds you of Burton's films). Then they start showing social inequality, and you're like, "Aha, this is a critique of capitalism." But no, you're wrong again, the film forgets about this topic too. And at the end, they tell us that the planet can no longer be saved and humanity is doomed to extinction, but at least a separate group of small people will create a special shelter and, when the time comes, will restore the planet's population. Maybe this is a prequel to the tales of Neznaika? I don't even know. The only constant in the film is the absolutely pathetic main character, who drifts along with the flow and succumbs to any outside influence, without even trying to do anything for his own life.
It seems that the director (who is also the screenwriter) simply decided to make a film "for himself," without thinking about why other people would watch it. As a result, the film has no interesting plot, no important ideas, no jokes, or interesting situations; it simply has nothing. Sometimes it happens that such a seemingly unremarkable film resonates with you in some subtle way, but this film didn't resonate with me.
From the whole film, I only took away two important thoughts. The first is a quote from the film: "American people have eight kinds of fuck. Love fuck, hate fuck, sex-only fuck, break-up fuck, make-up fuck, drunk fuck, buddy fuck, pity fuck." And I don't have any of them. The second is not exactly a thought, but just a guy trying to give the film some kind of moral, and this is really the closest thing to what can be done here:
"Don't be a cuckold. But if being a cuckold gives you the opportunity to sleep with a cute Asian girl, then be one."
Sometimes I'm amazed at the kind of nonsense I watch and even finish watching. As a rule, this is because I haven't watched anything in a while, I don't want to play anything, and therefore I decide to watch whatever, just to watch something. This movie is one of those. The premise of the film is that in the future, people invent a technology to shrink people in order to save the planet from a shortage of resources, and the protagonist and his wife decide to shrink themselves. The genre of the film is comedy. "Aha," I thought, "a film about all sorts of funny situations related to the difference in size." But no, there was exactly one joke on this topic in the film, and even that only elicited a smile, not laughter. And in general, there are very few funny jokes in the film, even though it lasts two hours. But there are plenty of sad, melancholic moments presented with cheerful music (which subtly reminds you of Burton's films). Then they start showing social inequality, and you're like, "Aha, this is a critique of capitalism." But no, you're wrong again, the film forgets about this topic too. And at the end, they tell us that the planet can no longer be saved and humanity is doomed to extinction, but at least a separate group of small people will create a special shelter and, when the time comes, will restore the planet's population. Maybe this is a prequel to the tales of Neznaika? I don't even know. The only constant in the film is the absolutely pathetic main character, who drifts along with the flow and succumbs to any outside influence, without even trying to do anything for his own life.
It seems that the director (who is also the screenwriter) simply decided to make a film "for himself," without thinking about why other people would watch it. As a result, the film has no interesting plot, no important ideas, no jokes, or interesting situations; it simply has nothing. Sometimes it happens that such a seemingly unremarkable film resonates with you in some subtle way, but this film didn't resonate with me.
From the whole film, I only took away two important thoughts. The first is a quote from the film: "American people have eight kinds of fuck. Love fuck, hate fuck, sex-only fuck, break-up fuck, make-up fuck, drunk fuck, buddy fuck, pity fuck." And I don't have any of them. The second is not exactly a thought, but just a guy trying to give the film some kind of moral, and this is really the closest thing to what can be done here:
"Don't be a cuckold. But if being a cuckold gives you the opportunity to sleep with a cute Asian girl, then be one."
Where do we go?
Where do we end up when we save the world?
Where do we end up when we save the world?