*May contain spoilers. Not since Polanski's (1994)"Bitter Moon" has a film captured the delirious, terrifying, humiliating, and ultimately addictive experience of love. Joel and Clementine meet, fall passionately in lust, then procede to pick apart and destroy one-another. (Never happened to you? You might want to skip this film.) When flaky and impulsive Clementine decides to erase her memory of Joel, the brooding jilted lover reacts in turn. (That'll show her!)He soon regrets his decision. Along his journey, he learns that with all its flaws, love-- like life itself-- is something we cling desperately to, when it's about to be snatched from us. Will Joel and Clem be doomed to repeat their dysfunctional tango, or will they emerge wiser than the rest of us? Hard to say, but I've got my fingers crossed.
Director Gondry's scenes are a Dali-esque dream, achingly beautiful and hallucinatory. Winslet is a revelation. Carrey, who was robbed of Oscar recognition for The Truman Show, simply cannot be denied. The supporting cast are uniformly engaging. Must see. Again.
Director Gondry's scenes are a Dali-esque dream, achingly beautiful and hallucinatory. Winslet is a revelation. Carrey, who was robbed of Oscar recognition for The Truman Show, simply cannot be denied. The supporting cast are uniformly engaging. Must see. Again.
