Ohjaus:
Kenneth LonerganKäsikirjoitus:
Kenneth LonerganKuvaus:
Jody Lee LipesSävellys:
Lesley BarberNäyttelijät:
Casey Affleck, Lucas Hedges, Kyle Chandler, Michelle Williams, C.J. Wilson, Heather Burns, Tate Donovan, Josh Hamilton, Matthew Broderick (lisää)Suoratoistopalvelut (3)
Juonikuvaukset(1)
Isoveljensä Joen (Kyle Chandler) kuoleman jälkeen Lee Chandler (Casey Affleck) järkyttyy kuullessaan että Joe on nimennyt hänet poikansa Patrickin (Lucas Hedges) huoltajaksi. Vastentahtoisesti Lee palaa Manchester-by-the-Seahin 15-vuotiaan Patrickin luokse. Samalla hän joutuu kohtaamaan menneisyytensä, joka erotti hänet vaimostaan Randista (Michelle Williams) ja kyläyhteisöstä, jossa hän oli kasvanut. Yhdessä Lee ja Patrick yrittävät totutella elämään ilman Joeta - perheen yhdistävää voimaa. Lonergan kutoo taitavasti yhteen menneisyyden ja nykyisyyden, luoden jännitteisen tarinan vailla sentimentaalisuutta. (Walt Disney Nordic Fin.)
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Lonergan is an amazing screenwriter. The compositionality of the film, the work with ordinariness, with economical dialogues, with what is to be shown up close, or what to observe from a distance through a hint - masterful. The directing struggles a bit with the exaggerated ceremony of selected moments, when Lonergan suddenly helps himself with a mournful Händel and decelerators. But he never takes its feet out from under it, in the best moments his focused and laconic leadership of the actors and watching the routine of the fading (and still present) tragedy is extremely strong. Manchester by the Sea has the ability to constantly slide toward pathos, but it never does so. It feels sparing, despite the fact that behind the main character is a drama almost ancient, behind which we can clearly perceive the script design. But Lonergan can handle it. He does not abuse misery, and the chemistry between Affleck, Hedges and the supporting characters is completely physically perceptible in every shot. A film about the difficult art of mourning, about the inability to accept wounds and return to where one cannot forget the past. I look forward to watching it again, and it’s the most impressive American indie since Boyhood.
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Manchester-by-the-Sea isn’t really a village that I would like to visit, even though I normally like similar areas and I actively seek them out. But what can you do with people who look as if they had been taking Xanax for two years, surviving in their strange vacuum of nothingness. Well, and Casey Affleck is rooted in this world, and probably wants to get an Oscar nomination because he is the weirdest of the weirdest and in some scenes he literally jumps between emotions like a flea from one hair to another. It’s a pity, as under diferrent circumstances this film wouldn’t be bad. But its endless length and the strange behavior of the characters doesn’t simply make for a good movie and the few interesting scenes unfortunately can’t save the movie.
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The stroller scene is so powerful and realistic that it seems as though it’s not acted at all. The entire film is based on
realism; it is an unusually detailed visit to a certain place, its atmosphere and way of life, an insight into the privacy and
intimacy of its inhabitants. With the main character, we experience a crazy drama without the creators trying to make us
sympathize with him (on the contrary, he is an irresponsible yokel). The film is extraordinary thanks both to the acting
performances and the depiction of everyday life, which is something that’s not often seen in movies (e.g. a great,
seemingly unnecessary scene involving the search for a parked car).
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This review contains minor spoilers. Manchester by the Sea is one of the most useful film simulators for living with a broken heart. You can either let tragedy paralyze you completely or you can maintain a certain detachment from it – as Lonergan does, and as the protagonists of Manchester by the Sea also try to do. The film does not restore the status quo or reassure us that everything will be all right again. The real catharsis and return to harmony captured in a few flashbacks do not come, just as deliverance and at least some form of satisfaction after a similar tragedy may never come in real life. This is not the only departure from the conventions of American family melodramas, which usually offer simple solutions to similar dilemmas. The tragedy is not caused by fate, against which one can do nothing, but by human error; the characters are not rendered in black-and-white and, unlike the protagonists of ordinary melodramas, they are largely unable to externalise their emotions. Rather, their emotions are expressed for them through flashbacks and solemn music, which at the same time make us aware of the constant (and paradoxical) presence of loss, of an empty place (even more painful on second viewing are the mentions of the children in the dialogue – the man who repairs the dripping faucet for Lee speaks about his sister and her children; the doctor reports that the nurse Bethany has just given birth to twin girls). Like the female protagonist of Lonergan’s previous film, Patrick and Lee mainly have to learn to overcome the communication barrier and to find adequate words to describe the misfortune that they have endured (as, for example, the man whose boiler Lee repairs at the end has no problem with it and who uninhibitedly launches into a story about his father’s death). Unlike Lisa, however, they do not act melodramatically, despite the melodramatic potential of the situations in which they find themselves. Conversely, even the scenes that are shot with operatic exaggeration are disrupted by their unwillingness to let themselves be fully overcome by grief (Patrick’s ringing phone during the memorial service). People die, but the lives of those they leave behind go on. Manchester by the Sea, a melodrama that doesn’t want to be a melodrama, is thus for me not only a superbly written and acted drama about insurmountable loss, but also a film that is both formalistically and stylistically inspiring. 85%
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A painful punch right to the heart. A film whose author must be on the same frequency as I, because I understood every scene. Everything was in its place, everything made sense. It’s been a long time since I felt 137 minutes passing so fast, even though on paper they should have dragged (and judging by the comments, they did drag for many people).
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