These are some comments about the film you are going to watch tomorrow. As you can see, as usual, reactions to Paul Auster’s films are different and controversial. So I am curious to know your personal response to the film.
A fanciful and engaging metaphysical mystery about a writer, two beauties, love and the challenges of the creative process.
What starts out as a clever exploration of consciousness quickly descends into underplotted folly.
The inner life of Martin Frost reeks of misogyny and the film that enshrines his egomania makes half-assed aspirations to Goethe.
Paul Auster’s suffocating romance makes you feel as if you’re helplessly stuck inside the head of the most pretentious person you know.
Paul Auster’s latest film is about the love story of a gruffly antisocial novelist (David Thewlis) and a strange young woman (Irene Jacob) with nonstop whimsical philosophizing about the subjective nature of reality.
This is a review I found and changed a bit to make it more comprehensible to you.
Martin Frost (Thewlis) holes up in a friend’s empty house in the country to recuperate from a three-year writing jag. But his respite is extremely short-lived, as he hatches an idea for a new short story. He wakes up the next morning beside a comely, near-nude vivacious woman, Claire (Jacob), whose last name, Martin, is "coincidentally" his first.
They meet paranoid — at least on his side, since Claire has a radiant smile that just won’t quit. Introducing herself as the niece of the house’s owner, seeking refuge to work on her philosophy thesis, Claire proceeds to charm the pants off her unwilling host and enable his process.
As Martin’s prose progresses, Claire visibly weakens, until Martin, having apparently read Poe, sacrifices his art for his muse and fights to keep her in the "real" world, leading to Orpheus-tinged variations on "Ghost."
Auster throws in Michael Imperioli as a plumber-cum-amateur writer for comic relief. Imperioli, as it turns out, has his own otherworldly "muse," Anna (Auster’s lovely daughter Sophie), who appears as floppily inchoate as Imperioli’s unfocused writing.
The script inserted into Auster’s 2002 novel "The Book of Illusions" and finally expanded to its present form and was shot in
Auster’s frequent voice-over narration clarifies just whose "inner life" haunts the enterprise, while Christophe Beaucarne struggles to find nuance in Auster’s vision of paranormal creativity.
As you are already used to, I would like to refer you to youtube so that you can watch the trailer and other scenes from the film. Enjoy. See you tomorrow. J
The Inner Life of Martin Frost – Official Trailer
The inner life of Martin Frost
The Inner Life of Martin Frost
DVD menu design (this is quite interesting! You will tell me why!)