Somewhere (2010)

After yawning through the appalling tedium and casual racism of 'Lost in Translation', I'm kicking myself for falling for the same thing again.Nothing happens in this film. NOTHING! Stare at the wall instead, and avoid wasting money and being horribly disappointed.

actually, i really love these kind of movies. the premise and 'copola' style really interesting me.. but this movie is just..boring boring boring.. this movie is empty. no clear storyline, no conflict, and worse, without ending. i'm boring enough to watch a men boring with his life, doing nothing. skip it. just skip it.

When i watched the trailer i thought the movie is going to be about the relationship of a father and his daughter but i was very wrong, The movie is about a man admitting he's depressed and in need for help.Our man here is Johnny Marco played by Stephen Dorff, is an actor who lives in a hotel away from his divorced wife and his daughter Cleo played by Ellen Fanning. The movie is in three parts each one adding to the character of who Johnny is or rather what Johnny is going through and feeling. The first part shows Johnny watching two strippers in his bedroom and falling asleep, he goes to parties that he clearly isn't enjoying, drinking, doing drugs and having sex all of that without the slightest hint of pleasure. All what seem to be the source of pleasure to people is an act of habit to him, he hooks up with so many beautiful women but it seems like he does it out of need rather than desire. We see how empty his inside is, how colorless is his fame, how uninterested he is in everything that is his life. All of that is obvious through Coppola's stunning directing we see Johnny in the middle of a big room, everything seems to be moving but him, people talk but he doesn't join in, the sounds are always distant and he is not participating in making them.The second part of the film we see him with his daughter Cleo who is spending time with him while her mother is away, their relationship is sweet, it's definitely not the best but they have their moments where they have peace in silence, we only see him active mentally with his daughter. He's not completely present though, he's still depressed but being with a loved one for some quality time is able to bring a very little piece of himself back to life. When they go to Italy together we see them watching Friends in the foreign language, and that shows how out of place they are, he is a stranger to his work and she is a stranger to this life though she seems to be coping with it better than her father. In another scene Johnny is presenting a show in Italian and suddenly women around him start to dance and he's awkwardly standing in the middle, again a stranger to his work. While Cleo laughs and smiles at him, that's where he smiles back opening more to the idea of enjoying things.The third part is where Cleo goes to camp and Johnny tries to tell her something about how he cares for her but it's blocked by the sound of helicopter behind him and he's not brave enough to repeat his feelings and he kind of blames his life for it. Then we see where he loses it, he has been so used to depression for so long that he forgot there's a life beyond that, a life that his daughter reminded him existed. And now for the first time we see him looking for it, calling a friend crying telling her there's nothing to do and struggling with expressing himself, we see Johnny rides to somewhere in despair sick of being depressed. That's where the movie ends showing the whole picture of Johnny Marco's experience. This is how Coppola works, she shows you a bit by bit of this painting that is beautiful but you don't know where it's going or how to feel about it exactly, but in the end you get the whole picture and you're stunned of how meaningful and beautiful it is and leaving you feel like you've been there the whole time seeing how it has been painted.

There'd been a lot of poor reviews for this movie on Rotten Tomatoes. I don't consider this a movie, it's a film, and quite frankly one of the truest depiction of what it really is like, if you stay in the industry in this town too long.This will speak to people who've had a small sense of success within celebrity and working in Hollywood (I would say, after at least a decade). I think the ones who don't "get it" are on the outside looking in. Asking themselves why they should care about some rich, bored famous actor. This may be news to you, but they ask themselves that more than you do. In fact, a lot has to do with "what now?" You wonder why Philip Seymour Hoffman went off the wagon. You wonder how fame can corrupt. It's because normalcy isn't the same for celebrity. Normalcy is upping the anty sometimes. He finds NO joy in owning a Ferrari. None in watching hot twins gyrate on a pole for him. ZERO in his neighbors who happen to be models. And a dullness in a trip to Rome. Witness the bland, confused look when he accepts an award, he doesn't even know what it's for.Yes, do not feel sorry for this. But, it's an amazing achievement when you can hold a mirror to this pathos and still allow viewers to paint whatever picture you have of him.That trip out to the rolling hills. I've been there. I take frequent trips to Newhall. To get out of this town. To realize anonymity and solitude is what gives you peace within yourself. The trappings don't mean much if you don't care what your purpose in life is.