Stranger than Fiction - a review

I don't even wanna read the reviews of this movie, because if anyone has anything bad to say it will just ruin it. I think Will Farrell is taking a similar career path as Jim Carrey when he progressed to Truman Show, a place bordering on comedy and drama. It was a beautiful movie. One of the central dilemmas (mild plot spoiler alert) of the movie is whether the book he stars in is a comedy or a tragedy, and for much of the film you can't really tell whether the film itself is comedy or tragedy. The trailer looks like pure comedy but it's not so clear-cut when you watch the whole thing.

Anyway, I LOVED it. It was that feeling of liberation that so satisfies me in movies like Amelie or (hehe, weird comparison) 28 Days Later, the movie that made me love zombie movies. When everything you were previously doing is not good enough anymore. Emma Thompson was great (she looked so terrifically fucked up). Dustin Hoffman was of course great. Maggie Gyllenhaal was great. Will Farrell was great great great. I didn't really understand why Queen Latifah's character was there, maybe so Emma Thompson didn't have to talk out loud to herself all the time, but that was the only bit that bothered me. A story about both numbers and literature, how often does that happen? Nothing ever got so terrible I couldn't watch it, but it certainly wasn't boring. I cried a lot at the end, and sat through all the credits even though my bladder was full. Alright, I cried through most of Happy Feet so perhaps the crying is not the gold standard of movies, but this one leaves a feeling stuck on me that I don't want to get rid of.

Then we went out for exciting cocktails and followed Clodagh and Christopher through town on many reasonable adventures. An excellent night. Done drinking now!