I’m calling this the best indie picture of 2011.
I must confess:
I did not go to see it in theatres
for fear that it would be
Boy was I
I recently watched the film
during a trans-Atlantic flight
on both legs of the journey.
On the way home I found myself
scribbling lines of dialogue in my notebook.
It’s not about what the dog says;
it’s about what the characters don’t say.
In its best moments, the film reminds me of a
Mary Robison short story from her collection,
An Amateur’s Guide To The Night.
Check out this old interview with Robison here
in BOMB Magazine.
It mirrors some of the themes in
recent interview with Beginners director, Mike Mills,
on the autobiographical art of filmmaking
“Everybody’s version of these events would be different.” – Mills