How could this film be described? I think a coked-up fever dream of Charlie Sheen's is accurate. When you leave the viewing you leave covered in shame at the fact that this movie was okayed. I think that the story has potential. You can see an interesting take on how success; measured by society and masculinity does not always lead to happiness. That this material and shallow existence can leave us feeling empty. Unfortunately, the director Roman Coppola chooses Charlie Sheen to play the lead Charles Swan III. As you watch, you quickly realize that this is not a deep film about the human condition. No, you realize that Roman has made a homage to one of Hollywood's most recent jerks, Charlie Sheen.
A Glimpse Inside the Mind of Charles Swan III's casts Charlie Sheen and the man struggling with a broken heart suddenly loses it's sympathetic and appealing overtones. The plot itself isn't even the worst part of the movie though. This award goes to the blatant objectification of women, the utilization of Native American garb and gestures to hit punchlines, and the fact that Charles Swan stalks his girlfriend and bugs her house, yet somehow ends up with an amicable breakup.
One of the worst bits comes from Charles Swan III's comedian friend Kirby Star played by Jason Schwartzman. The jokes about how crazy women are for being upset that their boyfriends are giving their numbers to random servers. How is this unreasonable? I don't know Kirby; I think she's got a point. Maybe if' you're in a relationship, you shouldn't be giving your number to random women.
The whole movie makes you feel weird. It's this celebration of Charlie Sheen and the homage to his sexual adventures that makes you cringe at how just eight years ago this was acceptable. I guess Roman believes that society's obsession with these disgusting characters is still alive. Luckily, this movie tanked not only with critics but also with the box office. Racking up a whooping $45,000's domestic and if this says anything about Russia $134,000. Maybe, America had enough of Charlie Sheen by then.
I think this movie was the last of an era where awful people were idolized in films. It's interesting that it comes just a few years before the #MeToo movement. I have a strong feeling that today, this movie doesn't see the light of day. Unfortunately, Bill Murray has a role in this movie as Charles Swan III's accountant Saul. As does my celebrity crush Aubrey Plaza as Marnie Charles Swan III's sassy assistant. Although she gets a few jabs in at the misogyny of Charles Swan III, her role is a sad depiction of how women must tolerate horrible men to keep their jobs.
I watched this one, so you don't have to. Unless you like to watch the train wreak that is Charlie Sheen in film, playing Charlie Sheen, in a film. I suggest you skip right over this one. The laughs are cheap, the depth is stolen away by Charlies real like persona and at the end of the movie you're sitting there just staring at your screen wondering why we as American's give these idiots the time of day.
A Glimpse Inside the Mind of Charles Swan III's casts Charlie Sheen and the man struggling with a broken heart suddenly loses it's sympathetic and appealing overtones. The plot itself isn't even the worst part of the movie though. This award goes to the blatant objectification of women, the utilization of Native American garb and gestures to hit punchlines, and the fact that Charles Swan stalks his girlfriend and bugs her house, yet somehow ends up with an amicable breakup.
One of the worst bits comes from Charles Swan III's comedian friend Kirby Star played by Jason Schwartzman. The jokes about how crazy women are for being upset that their boyfriends are giving their numbers to random servers. How is this unreasonable? I don't know Kirby; I think she's got a point. Maybe if' you're in a relationship, you shouldn't be giving your number to random women.
The whole movie makes you feel weird. It's this celebration of Charlie Sheen and the homage to his sexual adventures that makes you cringe at how just eight years ago this was acceptable. I guess Roman believes that society's obsession with these disgusting characters is still alive. Luckily, this movie tanked not only with critics but also with the box office. Racking up a whooping $45,000's domestic and if this says anything about Russia $134,000. Maybe, America had enough of Charlie Sheen by then.
I think this movie was the last of an era where awful people were idolized in films. It's interesting that it comes just a few years before the #MeToo movement. I have a strong feeling that today, this movie doesn't see the light of day. Unfortunately, Bill Murray has a role in this movie as Charles Swan III's accountant Saul. As does my celebrity crush Aubrey Plaza as Marnie Charles Swan III's sassy assistant. Although she gets a few jabs in at the misogyny of Charles Swan III, her role is a sad depiction of how women must tolerate horrible men to keep their jobs.
I watched this one, so you don't have to. Unless you like to watch the train wreak that is Charlie Sheen in film, playing Charlie Sheen, in a film. I suggest you skip right over this one. The laughs are cheap, the depth is stolen away by Charlies real like persona and at the end of the movie you're sitting there just staring at your screen wondering why we as American's give these idiots the time of day.