SummaryA traumatized veteran, unafraid of violence, tracks down missing girls for a living. When a job spins out of control, Joe's nightmares overtake him as a conspiracy is uncovered leading to what may be his death trip or his awakening.
SummaryA traumatized veteran, unafraid of violence, tracks down missing girls for a living. When a job spins out of control, Joe's nightmares overtake him as a conspiracy is uncovered leading to what may be his death trip or his awakening.
I must say that in the first 15 minutes i was still processing the movie, in terms of the character and the story, then the mission began, i was able to understand it and into the story, and it was just freakin' amazing till the end of the film, Joaquin Phoenix in one of his best performances, a mesmerising and stunning performance by Ekaterina Samsonov and they're chemistry was just perfect, it's a simple story and if the movie was just follow the basic story there is really nothing special at all, but director Lynne Ramsay didn't leave the real cold-blooded thriller spirit and characteresation backstory from the novel, and it was adapted to the film perfectly, overall, You Were Never Really Here was hell **** movie.
A genuinely disturbing look at the mental state of someone with severe Ptsd, You were never really here succeeds as a character study of a man struggling to cope.
Over the years, Phoenix has given us some of the most memorable portraits of dark flawed men from Commodus to Johnny Cash. Here, he is excellent, utterly convincing as a man who has been hammered by the world and so has decided to hammer it back.
It’s a compact, perfect performance in a tight, tense genre picture that manages just enough twists and surprises to separate it from the hired-killer-movie pack.
Cinematically, it’s undeniably gripping, a tightly wound contraption of nervous energy, grief, and gore. But it’s in service of a story that’s been told countless times before, and it’s not clear where Ramsay’s usually singular point of view is in play.
As beautiful and compelling as Ramsay’s filmmaking and Phoenix’s central performance are, the degree to which viewers will buy You Were Never Really Here depends on the degree to which they accept yet another display of febrile vigilante brutality motivated by sexual violence perpetrated against young girls. One person’s trope, after all, is another’s shopworn cliche.
"You Were Never Really Here" é uma obra prima e já pode ser considerado um clássico contemporâneo.
A trama, em sua base, é muito simples, e pode até ser confundida com outros filmes de ação genéricos no qual estamos acostumados, mas a nuance aqui é a direção de Lynne Ramsay, o que ela escolhe mostrar e o que ela quer nos dizer com aquilo.
Aqui nossa perspectiva gira em torno do protagonista. A diretora quer nos imergir na sua cabeça, e isso fica explicito nos primeiros minutos do filme, onde não entendemos nada e fica a nossa escolha esperar que o filme nos diga algo ou começarmos a nos questionar sobre o que estamos vendo ali - isso é importantíssimo para ditar qual experiencia terás na obra. Joaquim Phoenix dá de tudo nesse papel. O seu personagem, Joe, não é explosivo, cabendo ao ator passar seus gatilhos de suicídio e confusões mentais através de pequenas nuances. A diretora auxilia muito com seus flashbacks, que são postos em momentos minimamente precisos, mostrando mais sobre sua sua infância, período militar e atuação no FBI.
Uma coisa que sempre deixo claro é que a intenção vale muito. Lynne Ramsay não glamoriza a violência, e nem tem o intuito de nos entreter com isso. Muitas vezes, vemos a consequência dos atos do protagonista e sua reação após tudo aquilo. A cena onde ele entra no apartamento/hotel no qual acontecia a prostituição de menores demonstra muito bem isso. A câmera alternando frequentemente e o modo como a violência aqui é tão letal e crua é fantástico.
A OST do filme acrescenta muito na tensão - tensão essa que muitas vezes é subvertida e tem uma conclusão inesperada. O que mais me deixa impressionado é que nada é feito por puro arranjo. Ele ter cantado com o cara que tinha matado sua mãe é algo que tem uma resposta visto todo o psicológico destruído do protagonista. A fotografia trabalha muito bem com planos detalhe e fechados. Foca muito nas expressões e muitas vezes serve como um retrato frio da violência que ali houve.
O final foi surpreendente e certeiro. Até o fim o filme subverteu minhas expectativas sem que parecesse nada forçado. Como na cena onde ele finalmente se mata - até percebermos que tudo aquilo se passava na sua cabeça. E é claro que tudo isso foi possível também pela atuação minuciosa do Joaquim, que passa uma realidade no olhar, nas suas expressões, no seu movimento, no seu corpo que é de ficar embasbacado.
Quirky, interesting, disjointed, tense yet a touch too pretentious for my taste... and somehow very watchable. With a scatterbrain plot and various leaps of 'what is real', YWNRH is worth a look but for me, the film ultimately felt as if I was watching a primer for Phoenix's far more notable later performance in 2019's Joker!
A great performance by Joaquin Phoenix and good cinematography is squandered by strange editing choices, a weak script, and an overall lack of clarity in what the film aimed to achieve.
Worth seeing if you want to see a great performance from Phoenix, but otherwise? Skip it.
Visually adept. That's the best thing to be said about this slow, never quite gets there, piece of cinema.
There's at least 185 establishing shots of the protagonist attempting suicide in the first 30 mins alone. It's over the top edgelord vibe doesn't fit the genre of film, any more than the slow as molasses pacing.
There is a ham fisted attempt to use obnoxious ear splitting racket to set the mood, but rather than subtly making you uncomfortable the extreme changes in volume and pitch just completely destroy any immersion you find in the film. That is until, about a year and a half into the movie something actually happens, then of course the director chooses to go virtually silent with the audio.
This film is as confused as a virgin at hedonism, and that's saying **** Never Really Care
Could those who gave this a ‘standing ovation’ have been abusing substances or on the payroll of the promoters? This again proves you may be able to fool some of the people, some of the time. I’d suggest the producers, B.F.I., Amazon Studios, etc, would have lost considerable sums of money with this pretend movie. As this overly convoluted maze progresses it makes you wonder how Joaquin Phoenix and other cast, managed to keep a straight face (might have been interesting to have seen their faces while they read the script) At times it looks as if the editor and director threw some footage in the air and spliced it together in the order it landed – then, attempted to copy Kubrick during one of his worst moments. In one scene, Phoenix jumps into a country lake and proceeds to endlessly sink into the deepest abyss (a-la Atlantic Ocean) who makes these foolish ‘technical’ decisions? The graphic violence (whether on or off screen) is as off-putting as the snail pacing and lack of worthy script - what sparse dialogue is uttered, is so poorly recorded and articulated most is unintelligible. Director/screenplay writer Lynne Ramsay has to shoulder much of the blame for this morbid failure to connect with a thinking audience (in preference to appealing to a nebulose, artsy bunch). While there may have been some stylish photography much of it looked like the operator forgot to turn off the camera between takes – with someone then thinking it looked so trendy they used it several times over. Mostly for those who want to read more into each scene than is articulated on screen or simply want to justify what they ‘think’ they understood, otherwise, a miserable experience that stretches its 85min R/T into tediously grotesque boredom and wastes a Phoenix performance.