An Unfinished Film

It’s gripping, reflective, dramatic, and even a bit humorous.

By entwining reality with dramatization to such an inseparable degree, An Unfinished Film runs the emotional gamut, with a pulsing naturalism that few films about the recent pandemic (or any real disasters) have ever managed to achieve.

Limber and thought-provoking, An Unfinished Film is an absorbing portrait of an unfinished era.

Life gets in the way of art all the time, and art can be made out of life. What matters, the movie suggests, is hanging onto one another for dear life.

It isn’t always a pretty picture, but it is a truthful one, proving to be a loving tribute to those lost.

If the frames of Lou’s previous work suggested that reality was something that could be unlocked and unfurled, An Unfinished Film’s presentation of reality as it basically was unfortunately gives the filmmaker, and the audience, little to discover.

The lockdown across cities the world over was quite the inescapable slog; there’s no good reason for a film to replicate its worst feature.