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| Starring | Michael Pitt, Lukas Haas, Asia Argento, Scott Green |
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| Director | Gus Van Sant |
| Genres | Drama |
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Michel de Nostradamus's prediction about the world ending in July 1999 has proved to be wide of the mark. But with warnings about global warning continuing to go unheeded, there's an eerie prescience about Toshio Masuda's catastrophic vision. With giant slugs turning the seas red, vegetation mutating and monsters roaming the desolate wilderness, this can either be viewed as a dire portent of biospheric and civil meltdown or as a camp classic. A vaguely similar scenario informs Nostradamus: Fearful Prediction (1995), which was sponsored by a religious cult and was, unusually for a Japanese film, directed by a woman, Yumiko Awaya.
A brilliant film. Captivating and thrilling.
Beautiful, haunting and bold
What a heap of cr*p!
This movie left me waiting for the poor guy to die just to be put out of my own misery.
It does not take a lot of brain power to imagine what someone wandering around in a stupor looks like. But Gus van Sant uses 89 painful minutes to illustrate this simple idea. And nothing else. Im all for arty movies that embrace long, quiet scenes of hedgerow (ahem)
if there is something to back it up, some point. This movie has nothing.
There is almost no dialogue and what little there is mostly unintelligible. You learn nothing about the characters or the music and are left feeling cheated and bored.
Kurt Cobain deserves a better portrayal of his last days, even if they were this banal. Damn, a potted plant deserves better and would be more entertaining.
As a slow (SLOW) paced film, I'm not surprised if it disappointed most of the Nirvana fans the marketing campaign would have attracted. Hell, I saw adverts for it all over the Leeds Festival last year and I don't think even 10% of the people I met there would have liked it. But I did. Not in an elitist, 'I can appreciate art so I'm great' way, I really walked out of the cinema moved. Subdued, placid, contemplative... a blockbuster it ain't. In fact, there's so little going on at times that's it's hard to say what there is. It's a film of isolation when surrounded by people. It's the desparation of a person no longer able to communicate and having to hide from former friends and hangers-on within his own estate. It follows the way a great talent can be exploited and pushed, and can corrupt others to the point that everyone wants a piece, no matter how small, until the man inside has gone. It's a mood piece that couldn't be delivered in any other format than film, but isn't strictly a movie. I heartily recommend you watch it if this review hasn't scared you off.
What was Gus Van Sant thinking when he made this awful film? I know. He woke one morning and thought I'll make a film based on the last days of Nirvana's front man... Ah but how am I going to make it last over an hour and a half. I know... I'll fill it with painfully long takes of nothing. Including an eight minute slow zoom out shot of a window where the lead protagonist is playing the guitar. To add to that I will use non sensicle non diajectic noise. Take a tip from me Van Sant, watch 'Once upon a time in the West' if you want to learn about sound techniques. Luckily spatial time can just be followed as we see it getting dark. A terrible film, terrible direction. Monosolubic dialouge and dire cinematography/ sound make this one of the worst films I have seen in a long time.
depressing slow film! Obviously based on the brilliant kurt cobain but did him no justice. The guy in this film just walks around talking to himself and seems very stupid and Kurt was anything but. A total insult to the troubled, yes, but hugely talented Kurt. Wouldnt recommend this!
HORRENDOUS, ARTY, STUPID AWEFUL NONESENSE
What a heap of cr*p!
This movie left me waiting for the poor guy to die just to be put out of my own misery.
It does not take a lot of brain power to imagine what someone wandering around in a stupor looks like. But Gus van Sant uses 89 painful minutes to illustrate this simple idea. And nothing else. Im all for arty movies that embrace long, quiet scenes of hedgerow (ahem)
if there is something to back it up, some point. This movie has nothing.
There is almost no dialogue and what little there is mostly unintelligible. You learn nothing about the characters or the music and are left feeling cheated and bored.
Kurt Cobain deserves a better portrayal of his last days, even if they were this banal. Damn, a potted plant deserves better and would be more entertaining.
As a slow (SLOW) paced film, I'm not surprised if it disappointed most of the Nirvana fans the marketing campaign would have attracted. Hell, I saw adverts for it all over the Leeds Festival last year and I don't think even 10% of the people I met there would have liked it. But I did. Not in an elitist, 'I can appreciate art so I'm great' way, I really walked out of the cinema moved. Subdued, placid, contemplative... a blockbuster it ain't. In fact, there's so little going on at times that's it's hard to say what there is. It's a film of isolation when surrounded by people. It's the desparation of a person no longer able to communicate and having to hide from former friends and hangers-on within his own estate. It follows the way a great talent can be exploited and pushed, and can corrupt others to the point that everyone wants a piece, no matter how small, until the man inside has gone. It's a mood piece that couldn't be delivered in any other format than film, but isn't strictly a movie. I heartily recommend you watch it if this review hasn't scared you off.
What was Gus Van Sant thinking when he made this awful film? I know. He woke one morning and thought I'll make a film based on the last days of Nirvana's front man... Ah but how am I going to make it last over an hour and a half. I know... I'll fill it with painfully long takes of nothing. Including an eight minute slow zoom out shot of a window where the lead protagonist is playing the guitar. To add to that I will use non sensicle non diajectic noise. Take a tip from me Van Sant, watch 'Once upon a time in the West' if you want to learn about sound techniques. Luckily spatial time can just be followed as we see it getting dark. A terrible film, terrible direction. Monosolubic dialouge and dire cinematography/ sound make this one of the worst films I have seen in a long time.
This is utter drivel from beginning to end, you will be wishing for an early demise for the pseudo Kubane. It is painful and slow, it explains little of the characters demise and you are left caring very little the end was a great relief. Would have been fine as students project, but from the director of drugstore cowboy, he must have been on drugs.
Not a good movie! Even as a piece of art this was not good! Nothing is ever explaned, you never learn about the characters/how they are all related. You have to be a huge Nirvana fan to really understand what is going on. The 'Cobain' character was constantly mumbling and I only understood 7 words he said through the whole film!!!
If you're a HUGE nirvana go and see this but don't expect much
When I began watching Last Days I did so in the hope that the bad reviews I had read and the negative thoughts I had begun to harbour would be proved sorely wrong. I hoped it would be a slow, but moving and emotional depiction of a talented but troubled man making his weary way to total self destruction. It was, however just as the reviewers before me had promised; slow, boring and emotionless, giving no attention to building a character that we would care about. Those involved in the film probably assumed we would know and care enough about the character from the celebrity the story was based around. They were wrong. Instead, after approximately 45 minutes of Pitt's poorly microphoned ramblings (I should point out, his performance is good, the 'story' lets him down) I found myself admiring the back of my eyelids (a trick picked up from my dad). Disappointed, I turned it off. Maybe I'm just not arty enough... Or maybe it's just a very poor film. Either way I'd recommend choosing another way to spend 90 minutes of your time.
I had the misfortune to see 40 minutes or so at the cinema before walking out (enduring 10 minutes of this tripe feels like a prison sentence). The 'film' (if you can call it that) opens with an long sequence in which Kobain stumbles about woods, high on drugs and mumbling to himself (incoherent to the audience). He then finds his house, stumbles about there, mumbles in to a phone, mumbles to a salesman who knocks on the door, dresses up in women's clothes, mumbles to himself....and so the utter pointlessness and randomness continues ad infinitum. Who knows, perhaps the second half turned in to a Classic (I doubt it). You've been warned!
Last days is probably in my top 10 worst movies ive seen. After seeing Gus Van Sants 'Elephant', i was expecting a great movie that complimented the icon of a generation that was Kurt Cobain. I expected a bit of arty cinematography, but there is a line. The movie contained very little speaking and when there was any, there was no relevance to the movie and gave no incite into the characters, their profession, how people see the characters. The sort of things you would expect from a movie that is supposedly loosely based around Kurt Cobain and Nirvana. I think the comment at the end of the movie explaining that the movie is fictional and only slightly influenced by Kurt Cobain is a way of covering the rubbish attempt at portraying a legends last days. Overall, just dont watch it, nirvana/kurt cobain fans will get annoyed, film lovers will just be bored.
I gave it 10 mins, and then did a 10 sec chapter review. guy walks around woods then shoots himself. Hooray! It's like taking a sick pet to the vets- put it down now !
i think this may be the worst film i've ever seen , and that's saying something, self indulgent, useless, cliched nonsense, gus van sant, what happened? he was one of my favourite directors
Michel de Nostradamus's prediction about the world ending in July 1999 has proved to be wide of the mark. But with warnings about global warning continuing to go unheeded, there's an eerie prescience about Toshio Masuda's catastrophic vision. With giant slugs turning the seas red, vegetation mutating and monsters roaming the desolate wilderness, this can either be viewed as a dire portent of biospheric and civil meltdown or as a camp classic. A vaguely similar scenario informs Nostradamus: Fearful Prediction (1995), which was sponsored by a religious cult and was, unusually for a Japanese film, directed by a woman, Yumiko Awaya.
A brilliant film. Captivating and thrilling.
Beautiful, haunting and bold
Mesmerising
Genius
Daring