Some Girl(s) is one of the most original and interesting films I've ever seen. I know that many others have found it "boring" and "pointless," but for me it is fascinating, focused, and brilliant.
The film builds through each of its five major episodes to present the central male character as a charming predator, what his ex-girl-friend Bobbi (Kristen Bell) calls an "emotional terrorist." Nameless throughout, perhaps to suggest his universality, the Man emerges at the male equivalent of the femme fatal, the homme fatal.
Although reviewers have compared the movie unfavorably to High Fidelity, it is by no means a comedy. You won't find Jack Black anywhere around. No, Some Girls is drama, quietly intense drama. As the Man meets with each of his five former loves, the pattern becomes clear: after using his charm, good looks, and perceived decency (!) to win deep love, he suddenly bolts—usually for another woman and often without a word of explanation or apology but always inflicting severe emotional wounds. He is, as Bobbi says, "a killer, an assassin." He is, in the words of Lindsay (Emily Watson), "vampiric," someone who sucks the life out of everyone who cares for him. "People get hurt," Bobbi says. "A part of them dies and never comes back."
Although the Man has arranged these meetings to "make amends" for his past actions, they instead inflict additional pain on the women by forcing them to relive his rejection—and to acknowledge his cruelty. "It hurts," Tyler (Mia Maestro) says.
What makes Some Girl(s) the opposite of comedy is that the Man never learns his lesson, never acknowledges the harm that he has done. As the film concludes, he is flirting with the flight attendant: he will surely find a way to escape from his current fiancée. No happy ending here.
Some Girl(s) is the frighteningly compelling portrait of a consummate narcissist who will continue to justify preying on women who care for him. Beware!
The film builds through each of its five major episodes to present the central male character as a charming predator, what his ex-girl-friend Bobbi (Kristen Bell) calls an "emotional terrorist." Nameless throughout, perhaps to suggest his universality, the Man emerges at the male equivalent of the femme fatal, the homme fatal.
Although reviewers have compared the movie unfavorably to High Fidelity, it is by no means a comedy. You won't find Jack Black anywhere around. No, Some Girls is drama, quietly intense drama. As the Man meets with each of his five former loves, the pattern becomes clear: after using his charm, good looks, and perceived decency (!) to win deep love, he suddenly bolts—usually for another woman and often without a word of explanation or apology but always inflicting severe emotional wounds. He is, as Bobbi says, "a killer, an assassin." He is, in the words of Lindsay (Emily Watson), "vampiric," someone who sucks the life out of everyone who cares for him. "People get hurt," Bobbi says. "A part of them dies and never comes back."
Although the Man has arranged these meetings to "make amends" for his past actions, they instead inflict additional pain on the women by forcing them to relive his rejection—and to acknowledge his cruelty. "It hurts," Tyler (Mia Maestro) says.
What makes Some Girl(s) the opposite of comedy is that the Man never learns his lesson, never acknowledges the harm that he has done. As the film concludes, he is flirting with the flight attendant: he will surely find a way to escape from his current fiancée. No happy ending here.
Some Girl(s) is the frighteningly compelling portrait of a consummate narcissist who will continue to justify preying on women who care for him. Beware!