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« on: July 31, 2011, 09:37:AM » |
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Paper Heart (Nicholas Jasenovec, 2009)
Fictional documentaries can work sometimes, but in "Paper Heart", it does not. Charlyne Fi plays herself, making a documentary on love. It is obnoxious as soon as it starts. A young woman is telling us the viewers that she can't fall in love, so she interviews people about love. An utter load of shit. The only thing more annoying than a girl talking about how much in love she is, is one talking about how much in love she ISN'T. I'm 28, and already I'm sick and tired of people, especially the female version of this species, talk about things such as, about how they will never fall in love, they will never get married, they will never get kids, and then soon, one by one, they all do exactly what everyone else has done around them. This happens so many times, that after a while, anyone that repeats the same assertions, you just want to roll your eyes, and pop your balls in their mouths to shut them up and hopefully get a bit of tongue action on your scrotum. Two stones.
In this fake documentary, enters ol' realiable Michael Cera, the man with the one thousand faces (as long as all the faces look exactly the same). Supposedly, Cera and Fi start a cutesy relationship in the documentary, a fictional story depicted as a real one in the movie, but the two characters have as much chemistry as two minor porn stars fucking in the basement of a Romanian porn website owner.
1/5
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