Art School Confidential Reviews
I don't think this is a movie for everyone. It is amazing if you yourself have been to an art class and have asked yourself why half of the other people in the room are even present. Going to art school and being good at art are not the same thing, this movie captures that tone very well. Also, the fact that a movie such as this, about artist, gets so much negative attention from critics is just a meta chef's kiss.
I'm a huge fan of Daniel Clowes, but not as big as Shia LaBeef, who not only stole Clowes' work for his first film "Howard Cantour", but, in epic artist form, LaBeef also stole his apology for stealing Clowes' work. This theme of "actor stealing the masterpiece to sell as his own" is seen in this underrated adaptation of Clowes' work, "Art School Confidential," except the Artist being stolen from is the murderer. In clashes of abstract talent versus technical talent, we see what drives the Clowes' stand-in (Max Minghella) to steal a killer's paintings after befriending the misanthropic murderer at his dilapidated apartment. The other highlight in this film is John Malkovich, who plays the art professor trying to navigate his celebrity as the first artist to really paint triangles. The wink at artistic property and innate symbols which belong to all of us is well done here. The analysis of art and its students is so wonderful in this, you won't want to miss it. There are many wonderful sketches of women art students, and even though they sting, they are spot on.
I went to art school myself so I was mildly amused by some of the stereotypical caricatures but they were shallow and very unlikable, the parody became grotesque, there was no chemistry between the leads, the fusion with the serial killer subplot was awful, and the ending was very unsatisfying and absurd =F. Watch Cashback instead.
It's one of my favorites comedies. I used to go to art school myself. It reminded me of all the crazy experiences I went through in art college. The characters are hilarious. It seems to me that this is one of those films that will maintain a cult following. It'll not be the most liked by critics who were looking for something else, but will be beloved by many moviegoers like me. My favorite comedies have a flavor of social commentary or parody. This certainly has that. It does a good job of hitting it's spots.
It's a decently honest look at some of the silly attitudes artists can have, and it has a pretty interesting story, but I'm sorry the main character is just too much of a self-absorbed douchebag. It's hard to connect to such a tool.
Agreeably sour in direction and self-contradicting approach as if "Ghost World" did not teach the author nor director when the satire was already conceptualized as a whole with an unconventional insightful ideology that passionate career pursuit must see through the actual reality to find its own inventive voice outside constant expectations, while the rest slumped into laziness. (B-)
The writer seems to have a dislike for their own characters so the film never lands.
This is a bona fide cult gem. I remember enjoying this film when it was first released and was riding the Zwigoff unrealistic expectations after Ghost World and Bad Santa. The film is smug and shallow, but that is the idea of the film. This is not your everyday mainstream indie film, this is the other one, the film you introduce to other film nuts like yourself. A strong cast delivers on the purposeful performances, Malkovich steals the show yet again. The film is funny, dark and about the lengths someone would go to, to ensure success at any cost. Great film, primed for rediscovery through cult status. 26-06-2018.
This was alright in the beginning, but when it went left, it went waaaaay left... definitely didn't see that coming from the outset.
A few entertaining bits, but mostly just a film about a whiny male protagonist with such a fragile ego and so much entitlement that he's willing to throw his life away for a woman he barely knows. The worst bit is that the director romanticises it and it ends "happily" for him. Dead creepy.
The opening sequence turned out to be pretty telling of the movie's core weaknesses. It just didn't feel like how someone who really got hit in the face like that would depict it. Persistent as this off, play-pretend feel turned out to be here, this is offset by some good moments and an ending that almost comes together. Until the final sequence anyway.
Loved the irony of this movie. And the main actor has enough gaucherie to carry the whole thing off. The comedy of the class characters is really funny. Jim Broadbent's character has the cynicism to balance the movie. Perhaps the murder theme and all those involved in it goes overboard, but what the heck? I stayed with it till the end not knowing where it would lead. Unpredictable. Be prepared for surprises in this movie, that's all I can say. And Beethoven's Emperor concerto is used to perfection.
Laugh-out-loud quirky and brutally cynical, this dark comedy parodying art schools, its cultural scene and the arty-farty oddball populace is simultaneously wryly funny and sad.
A refreshing look at the pretensions and insecurities bedeviling young people trying to "make it" in the art world. The climax of the film perfectly satirizes the modern day phenomenon of "notoriety" art passing for the real thing. Throw in the mix unrequited love, a serial killer and an undercover cop trying to become the next Pollock and you have the ideal send up of the art world with its contrived snobbery. The critics were waaay too hard on this little gem.