I watch a lot of movies. Its a hobby of mine really. I am not one of those people that likes to mindlessly escape, however. I like films that challenge me to see things differently, or that remind me of spiritual truth, or that tell stories worth retelling. So, because I watch so many movies, I have decided to review them on here afterward. Some may be many years old, some might be brand new, but I will review them here for your reading pleasure (or displeasure).
Last night (and this morning) I got to sit down and finally watch Sofia Coppola’s lates, Somewhere. I recently went on a Sofia Coppola binge. Her films are quiet and observant, usually with minimal dialogue and several sequences that could double for music videos. There is often little plot, but much character. These types of films usually bore me, but she has a knack for catching images and moments that intrigue me. To say that I am a fan might be an understatement.
In Somewhere, she introduces us to the inside world of a famous actor, played by Stephen Dorff. The actor, named Johny Marco, is obviously lonely from first introduction. He is lonely, despite being surrounded by people, continually hit on by women (and men), and having “it all”.
It is unclear whether or not he and his wife are divorced or estranged. He is living in an apartment and she is living in a mansion with their 11-year-old daughter Cleo, played perfectly by Elle Fanning, the lesser known of the Fanning sisters (although after this film, and this summer’s Super 8, there might be some sibling rivalry in store).
The film is basically an observation of Marco and his daughter as they spend time with each other, and how this time together changes both of them.
It is an interesting look at the life of a star, how lonely it can be, and how hard they try to quell that loneliness with sex, alcohol, drugs, etc. We see starts struggling with this everyday, but I don’t think ever put together that even though they “have it all” they often are the most lonely of us all. There really is a price to fame.
Coppola is really great at giving us inside looks on people we think we have all figured out. She makes us care for her characters by making them real. She ends her films without much resolution, but ironically enough, I always feel hopeful. Maybe its because I think to myself, “my life ain’t so bad.”