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(director/writer: Miranda July; cinematographer: Nikolai von Graevenitz;
editor: Andrew
Bird; music: Jon Brion; cast:
(Jason), Miranda July (Sophie), David Warshofsky
(Marshall), Isabella Acres (Gabriella), Joe Putterlik
(Joe/the Moon); Runtime: 91; MPAA Rating: R;
producers: Gina
Kwon/Roman Paul/Gerhard Meixner; Roadside Attractions;
2011) "Kooky indie experimental film that might have something intelligent to say about leading a weird life, but was such a tiresome watch that it turned me off." Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz Miranda
July ("Me and
You and Everyone We Know") directs this kooky indie
experimental film that might have something
intelligent to say about leading a weird life, but was
such a tiresome watch that it turned me off. The
quirky performance artist, Miranda July, plays the
thirtysomething Sophie, a string-bean dance instructor
of pre-school children, who is an LA resident in a
dead-end passive relationship with live-in look-alike
boyfriend Jason (). The polite man-child
works from home on a low-level computer-tech support
job helping consumers. Both are OK at their jobs, but
are unable to overcome their emotional shortcomings
and be mature enough to act their age. They feel like
failures because they are not doing what they dreamed
they should be doing. The cutey-pie naive couple
go to an animal shelter to adopt a stray cat, hoping
it will bring a new energy to them and make them act
more responsible. They adopt a sick cat and will have to wait a
month for her recovery. Sadly they are also informed
if they don't adopt, the cat will be put down. Their hearts go out to the
cat and they fully prepare to care for the cat, as
both quit their jobs and anxiously get ready to get on
with a new phase of their life. In the meantime, the
dying cat, named Paw Paw, tells us about her angst
(using July's scratchy voice). At the shelter, Jason
on an impulse buys a portrait drawn by a fifty-ish single dad (David Warshofsky) of his six-year-old
daughter (Isabella
Acres), as the
sale raises money for the shelter. By phone the bored
Sophie contacts
the wealthy Valley-dwelling dad, owner of a company
that makes banners, and begins an awkward affair with
him that was, if anything, unpleasant to watch. While waiting for their
cat: Sophie tries but fails to create a new dance move
to post on
YouTube every day; while Jason unsuccessfully goes
door to door throughout LA to get people to donate
money to a charity called Tree by Tree, that wishes to help the
environment. To save dough, the couple close their
Internet service. This, of course, makes it
difficult for Sophie to score on YouTube. During
this critical time frame, Paw Paw dreams about the
future and wonders what she would write if she could
write her new parents a letter. To even get to a hint of
what this weirdo pic is all about after it makes a
fuss about a man on the moon, the unknown, death as
another beginning, decision-making, time standing
still, false hope, a teetering romance,
disappointments over careers, childish games played by
both children and adults, and awkward personal
interactions, the viewer has to get over long
stretches of a movie that are perverse, boring and
opaque. If not willing to do so and not receptive to
the movie's strange charms, the viewer will probably
find the pic annoying. Though imaginative and
unsettling, it might be too peculiar and difficult to
sit through for your typical mainstream audience and
might be too whimsical for the arty crowd. Which
probably means this is a cult film, one whose future
is not determined. REVIEWED ON 10/9/2011 GRADE: C+ Dennis Schwartz: "Ozus' World Movie Reviews" © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED DENNIS SCHWARTZ |