unadulterated thoughts on films,film-making,the film business and my life.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
You watch a film, rooting for its character, as he stumbles, wanders, wallows and generally drops and fails to pick himself up. Writing for Hank Chinaski was his only hope of reaching out to a world which perhaps was beyond his grasp. For a such a sad, melancholic film, I was hoping for a better ending for Hank. But then I guess his life took its course. Interesting film. Watchable because of the under-rated Matt Dillons riveting performance. And for anyone interested in a writers brooding mind-scape... At the end of the film, you'd wish he'd sorted himself out.. leaving it untidy was a brave choice by the director..