This film should have rang my "wise-ass" sensor alert from the very first second, and it actually did, but I preferred to sit through this whole jazz only because it was based on Daniel Clowes' Eightball story with the same name. I loved the 20th Century Eightball book with Clowes' early stories, despite some kiddish stances and statements - I guessed it was Clowes' intent to somehow parody his own tendencies of being too smart for its own sake, and I loved it. That is why I strongly believe that people who haven't been exposed to the comic story will either hate this film's guts, either like it more than it should actually deserve. I could've been more disappointed, but every now and then the film would remind me of the tone of the original story.
The first negative aspect that comes to mind is the fact that the movie has got a real protagonist, a sensitive boy that renders the whole production cornier than it should be allowed. Clowes' story was more of a vignette, true, but more often than not, even when it seems the most egocentric, Clowes' writing discards the sentimental bits and presents structures and patterns that suppress the individual. Sure, those are obvious here too and ring true to the "you can't win" mindset of the art school freshman that kisses the ground way too quickly, but with incorrigibly high-school characters popping in (the movie guy and the "class d-bag" line?) everything gets too juvenile, and Malkovich and Buscemi's performances, as nice and professional as they are, can't push the whole plot forward.
Then, the crime/art shtick pulled towards the end of the movie: I've seen Scarlet Street and A Bucket of Blood - the first one works much better as a melodramatic masterpiece and the second one is much better conceived from a comedic standpoint than Art School Confidential. Yes, a 1959 B-movie is funnier AND more subtle than this 2006 production. Or Natural Born Killers, which addresses the transformation of serial murderers into media icons way earlier and more efficiently than Zwigoff's movie...
I can't consider this a bad movie, but it loses a lot by recycling clichés in order to "add" (?!) to the appeal of the story and adopting a cheap drama line in the second half. Sure, while there are productions where the drama of a single person can be presented in a truly impressive manner, this film didn't succeed in doing so. Quite a mediocre movie, probably not going to watch it any time soon.
The first negative aspect that comes to mind is the fact that the movie has got a real protagonist, a sensitive boy that renders the whole production cornier than it should be allowed. Clowes' story was more of a vignette, true, but more often than not, even when it seems the most egocentric, Clowes' writing discards the sentimental bits and presents structures and patterns that suppress the individual. Sure, those are obvious here too and ring true to the "you can't win" mindset of the art school freshman that kisses the ground way too quickly, but with incorrigibly high-school characters popping in (the movie guy and the "class d-bag" line?) everything gets too juvenile, and Malkovich and Buscemi's performances, as nice and professional as they are, can't push the whole plot forward.
Then, the crime/art shtick pulled towards the end of the movie: I've seen Scarlet Street and A Bucket of Blood - the first one works much better as a melodramatic masterpiece and the second one is much better conceived from a comedic standpoint than Art School Confidential. Yes, a 1959 B-movie is funnier AND more subtle than this 2006 production. Or Natural Born Killers, which addresses the transformation of serial murderers into media icons way earlier and more efficiently than Zwigoff's movie...
I can't consider this a bad movie, but it loses a lot by recycling clichés in order to "add" (?!) to the appeal of the story and adopting a cheap drama line in the second half. Sure, while there are productions where the drama of a single person can be presented in a truly impressive manner, this film didn't succeed in doing so. Quite a mediocre movie, probably not going to watch it any time soon.
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