Amazing actress and until this movie I assumed she could turn anything into something worth watching, but she met her match here with a bland script and even blander execution. It's still amazing to watch her bring a character to life, it's just the life here is pointless beyond being a neurotic mess. It's a character no one really cares about except for perhaps for her sister. She even pays an escort for some companionship.
We find out that guilt over her past works has her punishing herself, but as soon as she needs the money she goes back to it. Now this is a lady who will dial up an escort, but apparently doesnt know how to deal with a courier service to deliver the only copy of a book she's written? We've got an incessantly ringing buzzer, an issue of no real import it turns out. Much like most of the movie. Turns out needing money makes you overcome your anxiety. Certainly did the trick here.
Plus I dont get the backdrop at all of the 70s riots/son of sam since it adds nothing to what the character is experiencing. A sticky, sweaty mess of a movie it had me wanting to put the AC on, hop in the shower and multi-task the last sixty minutes away. Did the final act make it all worthwhile? Was she a creation for a book or did she live it? Coming through on the other side to be the chic cosmopolitan author she was just four year before her "self-isolation?" Who cares? From her little smile at the end I take it the character we just spent 90 minutes with was just that, a character in her book. That would explain the disjointed scenes and red herring plot points. Bottom line I cant find fault with people for watching it for Watts, I did, but I can marvel at the people claiming it was a good movie.
We find out that guilt over her past works has her punishing herself, but as soon as she needs the money she goes back to it. Now this is a lady who will dial up an escort, but apparently doesnt know how to deal with a courier service to deliver the only copy of a book she's written? We've got an incessantly ringing buzzer, an issue of no real import it turns out. Much like most of the movie. Turns out needing money makes you overcome your anxiety. Certainly did the trick here.
Plus I dont get the backdrop at all of the 70s riots/son of sam since it adds nothing to what the character is experiencing. A sticky, sweaty mess of a movie it had me wanting to put the AC on, hop in the shower and multi-task the last sixty minutes away. Did the final act make it all worthwhile? Was she a creation for a book or did she live it? Coming through on the other side to be the chic cosmopolitan author she was just four year before her "self-isolation?" Who cares? From her little smile at the end I take it the character we just spent 90 minutes with was just that, a character in her book. That would explain the disjointed scenes and red herring plot points. Bottom line I cant find fault with people for watching it for Watts, I did, but I can marvel at the people claiming it was a good movie.