7 out of 8 people found the following comment useful :- Embedded ghostly stories, 23 marzo 2007
Author:
rasecz de United States
*** This comment may contain spoilers ***
After spending three years writing his latest novel, Martin Frost is
ready for some R&R. A friend lends him a country home. Martin settles
in to enjoy some solitude. Yet his writer's mind is not quiet and new
ideas for novels pop up. He embarks on a forty page short story. What
results is the film.
The architecture is that of embedded stories: a writer writes about a
writer that writes about... The execution is through the conventional
trick of dreams. Within dreams, anything goes and the real can be
abandoned. And there is where the film began to rub me.
Apparitions, spells and ghosts are not my cup of tea. Granted the story
has clever elements and some humorous moments provided by the Fortunato
character. But overall the film falls flat.
The story is supposed to take place somewhere in the US. However I
could not square the odd vegetation with any place in North America.
The credits solve the mystery. The film was shot in Portugal.
The best thing about this film is the music by Petitgand, especially
the piano parts. Lovely music!
31 out of 118 people found the following comment useful :- hail a film that shut up Manohla Dargis, 23 marzo 2007
Author:
mgduke de new york city
what motivated me up to the new director's festival to catch 'martin
frost' tonight was the brutal review that it got yesterday from the
lead critic of the new york times, brutal dismissal, to be more
accurate, 'the less said about (it) the better', she said, and i
figured that any movie able to teach Ms Dargis the virtue of silence
for even a few column inches would be worth the trip.
and worth the trip it was. we are brought into a paradise of limpidly
beautiful visual textures. the oaken rhythms of a country house
ensconced in a springtime parkland of luxuriant trees and luminous
skies bestow the soothing natural blessing needed by the main
character, martin frost (David Thewlis), a writer rubbed raw by the
mechanics of finishing a novel in new york city. (Thewlis makes
palpable the casualty of intrapsychic machinery sawed into daemonic
reverb against the banausic hive). then paradise morphs into purgatory,
leavened comedically, in Dante's sense, by the postmodern angelic
visitations of Claire (Irene Jacobs) and Anna (Sophie Auster).
unfortunately, to my taste, the verbal dimensions of the film are
flaccid, the logic more fanciful than imaginative, the narrative arc
crippled by some irredeemably creaky plotting, especially at the
crucial initiation of the relationship between martin and Claire where
the seeds of common sense are thrown to the magpies of theatricality.
but so beguiling is the willful vulnerability of auster's fantasy, and
the edgy interplay that it potentiates between Thewlis and Jacobs, and
the camera, and later Sophie Auster, and the broad comedy of a rural
everyman (Michael Imperioli), that it is very pleasant to be carried
along on the visual foam of uncertain sensual delight, eddying into a
feeling that this film's oddly louche light touch is uniquely adept at
tracing some grave lineaments of the human heart.
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Embedded ghostly stories, 23 marzo 2007
Author: rasecz de United States
*** This comment may contain spoilers ***
After spending three years writing his latest novel, Martin Frost is ready for some R&R. A friend lends him a country home. Martin settles in to enjoy some solitude. Yet his writer's mind is not quiet and new ideas for novels pop up. He embarks on a forty page short story. What results is the film.
The architecture is that of embedded stories: a writer writes about a writer that writes about... The execution is through the conventional trick of dreams. Within dreams, anything goes and the real can be abandoned. And there is where the film began to rub me.
Apparitions, spells and ghosts are not my cup of tea. Granted the story has clever elements and some humorous moments provided by the Fortunato character. But overall the film falls flat.
The story is supposed to take place somewhere in the US. However I could not square the odd vegetation with any place in North America. The credits solve the mystery. The film was shot in Portugal.
The best thing about this film is the music by Petitgand, especially the piano parts. Lovely music!
31 out of 118 people found the following comment useful :-

hail a film that shut up Manohla Dargis, 23 marzo 2007
Author: mgduke de new york city
what motivated me up to the new director's festival to catch 'martin frost' tonight was the brutal review that it got yesterday from the lead critic of the new york times, brutal dismissal, to be more accurate, 'the less said about (it) the better', she said, and i figured that any movie able to teach Ms Dargis the virtue of silence for even a few column inches would be worth the trip.
and worth the trip it was. we are brought into a paradise of limpidly beautiful visual textures. the oaken rhythms of a country house ensconced in a springtime parkland of luxuriant trees and luminous skies bestow the soothing natural blessing needed by the main character, martin frost (David Thewlis), a writer rubbed raw by the mechanics of finishing a novel in new york city. (Thewlis makes palpable the casualty of intrapsychic machinery sawed into daemonic reverb against the banausic hive). then paradise morphs into purgatory, leavened comedically, in Dante's sense, by the postmodern angelic visitations of Claire (Irene Jacobs) and Anna (Sophie Auster).
unfortunately, to my taste, the verbal dimensions of the film are flaccid, the logic more fanciful than imaginative, the narrative arc crippled by some irredeemably creaky plotting, especially at the crucial initiation of the relationship between martin and Claire where the seeds of common sense are thrown to the magpies of theatricality.
but so beguiling is the willful vulnerability of auster's fantasy, and the edgy interplay that it potentiates between Thewlis and Jacobs, and the camera, and later Sophie Auster, and the broad comedy of a rural everyman (Michael Imperioli), that it is very pleasant to be carried along on the visual foam of uncertain sensual delight, eddying into a feeling that this film's oddly louche light touch is uniquely adept at tracing some grave lineaments of the human heart.
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