The struggles of some ex-addicts in a rehab commune performed with alarming authenticity by a bunch of talented actors (Poulsen, Hendricks, Gross, Campbell above all others). Some writing ideas - such as the re-enactments of past trauma - are genius; minidv cinematography is terrific too. I'd have liked to see more about Hendricks and Gross' characters, I really enjoyed the sexual tension between them.
(3.5) Un encuadre claustrofóbico reforzado por una fotografía sucia, que consigue hacer la escenografía más sórdida y pesada. La marginalidad se potencia con los rituales psudo terapeúticos. La insistencia en una atmósfera colectiva, con decisiones absurdas confieren al filme mayor densidad, con lo que los espectadores estamos como los personajes: entre la adicción y la compulsión por las relaciones patológicas.
Not cynical, not banal, not senselessly dispersive. I don't understand the bad reviews here. I found this one to be very human, and its complexity was dued to the same difficulty experienced by the characters to rationalize the chaos they live. It's like we are with them, watching the recording of their "reenactment" in the effort to figure out what is really happening, so that the same mistakes will not be repeated.
É um filme que incomoda bastante e isso faz com que simpatia em relação aos interesses altruístas do roteiro quanto ao desamparo dos viciados em quaisquer drogas, mas o filme é problemático estrutural e formalmente: as interpretações são vagas, a despeito da entrega metalingüística e as situações dramáticas nem sempre são de todos convincentes, mas há algo de muito intenso, para além dos resultados obtidos! (WPC>)
It is thoroughly effective in conveying that sense of claustrophobia lingering in the kind of places where troubled people may gather but, besides that, it is a quite redundant and chaotic; while this is not necessarily bad, the lack of juxtapositions and the absence of changes of pace and tone deprives it of elegance and complexity.
A film that explores the complications that arise when living life as a recovering addict. More specifically, the film describes how well-meaning recovery groups can become a nest of toxicity, as ill-equipped leaders attempt to foster a sense of belonging. For someone who lived in a sober house, this film was at once triggering and affirming - the ham-fisted healing techniques displayed are particularly evocative.
It's an atmospheric, and emotional ride. Sort of a humanist gone girl feel. Not just lead by women or men. Diverse commune that commits terror on to itself by creating that perfect storm of a house full of leaderless people being led on by the homeowner. Who seems a young, slightly manipulative but mostly lustful and stupid man. The relationships come across realistic and toxic. The romance is in the shooting style.
Has got to be one of the most organic demonstrations of altruistic and love-fueled intent turned visceral torment I have seen in quite some time. It's placed in such a realistic and almost frighteningly tangible setting that I actually found myself trying to stifle near panic attacks during the onslaught of empathetic squirming. Major anxiety warning.
This film is a cynical take on what people with literally no life experience daily. There is very little plot direction with every scene being just a very scattered and confusing clusterfuck to absorb. There was nothing enjoyable about the film except finishing it. The only person I'd have watch it is someone who is on a self destructive path just to show them what happens to people that aren't responsible. Peace out