Eric Packer, a 28-year-old billionaire asset manager, crosses the city of NY in his limo to get a haircut.
All great artists, in this case, directors, have a bad work, and for me, this film is a splinter impossible to remove in Cronenberg's career.
There's no story here to follow, the dialogues are empty and sometimes pretentious, without substance that can be extracted from them, leaving the message of political and economic criticism completely distorted.
The characters have no soul, I simply couldn't connect and create empathy with them.
The photography made me scratch my head and thinking "why you did this?", I didn't see any credible reasons for using so many close-ups shots, or the sly CGI in the limo scenes.
Even Robert Patinson cannot save a scene from this film.
All great artists, in this case, directors, have a bad work, and for me, this film is a splinter impossible to remove in Cronenberg's career.
There's no story here to follow, the dialogues are empty and sometimes pretentious, without substance that can be extracted from them, leaving the message of political and economic criticism completely distorted.
The characters have no soul, I simply couldn't connect and create empathy with them.
The photography made me scratch my head and thinking "why you did this?", I didn't see any credible reasons for using so many close-ups shots, or the sly CGI in the limo scenes.
Even Robert Patinson cannot save a scene from this film.