'Interruption' is by far the worst film screening at this year's 72nd Venice Film festival.
As the movie begins, a man steps onto a theater stage announcing that 'tonight, the audience will make up the characters and story of the performance'. And yet, the film never settles on a choosing what story it wants to tell. A tour-de-force of slow rack focuses, painfully boring moments of silence, and quite awkward false endings. One after the other. It is arrogant in the way it thinks highly of itself- 'artsy' just for the sake of being artsy. It offers no real thoughts or new ideas, yet it demands two hours of the audience's time.
I'd respect the film if it was trying to create unique experimental filmmaking. Unfortunately, it's nothing more than a cheap imitation of it. In the movie's final scene, the theater's audience claps loudly at the performers on stage, once the show is over. In the screening room, the lights go up, and the audience leaves in confused silence.
As the movie begins, a man steps onto a theater stage announcing that 'tonight, the audience will make up the characters and story of the performance'. And yet, the film never settles on a choosing what story it wants to tell. A tour-de-force of slow rack focuses, painfully boring moments of silence, and quite awkward false endings. One after the other. It is arrogant in the way it thinks highly of itself- 'artsy' just for the sake of being artsy. It offers no real thoughts or new ideas, yet it demands two hours of the audience's time.
I'd respect the film if it was trying to create unique experimental filmmaking. Unfortunately, it's nothing more than a cheap imitation of it. In the movie's final scene, the theater's audience claps loudly at the performers on stage, once the show is over. In the screening room, the lights go up, and the audience leaves in confused silence.