Wild

There are other movies out this year that are more technically ambitious than Wild (I'm thinking "Birdman.") There are others that are wider-reaching in scope and sheer audacity (the 12-years-in-the-making "Boyhood"). But there aren't any others that offer the power and profundity of Wild. This movie is a gift. It's also a journey.

As for Witherspoon, there’s not a shred of her America’s Sweetheart persona in this work. She strips naked, literally and otherwise, in a raw, brave performance.

Driven by a committed turn from Witherspoon, Jean-Marc Vallée confirms himself as the go-to director for triumph-over-adversity character studies.

Wild lands some hard punches, but it can’t sustain the impact. Some of that lies in its inherited arc: Strayed found some peace – the whole point of the trek – but arriving-at-peace is less provocative than the struggle, at least in a movie.

People tend to equate great acting with demonstrative emoting, but knowing when not to telegraph what a character is feeling is just as crucial. Sometimes, walking from point A to point Z — simply, without fuss — is all that’s required.

Vallee’s latest offering is alternately harrowing and heartbreaking, but laced with saving bursts of humor.

Wild is a Hollywood holiday movie "based on a true story," meaning that its view of reality is conditioned by the three-act structure and the pop-Christian teleology of sin and repentance.

Reese Witherspoon gave the performance of her career, by bringing desperation, humor, loneliness, and plenty of sadness, in a tale of drugs, sex and lost.

Although Witherspoon gave a great performance at the end of the movie you find yourself asking the question: "Did Cheryl really learn anything?" Other than the monologue at the end there was no instance when you found yourself believing that Cheryl was truly ready to turn her life around. Along the hike she even seems to make similar mistakes to the ones that sent her there. On top of this flaw the editing is very poor. It constantly switched from present to flashback. The switches were so quick (and at times unnecessary) that they muddle the timeline and the plot. If half of the flashbacks were cut they could have maintained effectiveness and power but they occur so frequently any sort of effectiveness is lost. Overall great acting by Witherspoon, acceptable directing, but poor editing and poor storytelling. 6/10

Genel ortalamanın altında bir not verdim onu da hikayenin bazı yerlerinde anlatıma dair küçük farkları beğenmemden dolayı. Burada filmlere dair ayrıntılara girmiyorum ki izleyenlerin heyecanını ve yeni bir şeyler keşfetmelerine engel olmayayım. Ancak her ne kadar gerçek bir hikayeden alınmış bir film olsa da bir kefaret seferi veya başka bir değişle bir tür Hac yolculuğu olarak da yorumlanabilecek konusu ile aslında çok da yeni bir şey söyleyen bir film olmadığını söylemeliyim. Boş vakit değerlendirmesi olarak bir kayıp diyemesem de heyecanla mutlak izleyin de diyemeyeceğim...

Tiens, c'est "Into the Wild" numéro 2, le retour de la vengeance avec ici la petite soeur du débile qui avait le premier rôle dans le film débile de Sean Penn (tout le monde peut se tromper et merdoyer...) et dont la fin était à mourir de rire ! Non, bien sûr, aucun lien entre les deux, si ce n'est la connerie fondamentale tout-à-fait édifiante...! Pas de fin à mourir de rire ou se taper le cul par terre ici (hélas) mais un bon début, voire un très amusant premier tiers où l'on voit la petite caille se coltiner son sac à dos presque aussi grand qu'elle et qui doit peser dans les 30 kg (au bas mot ?... allez, disons 27,4 kg et c'est mon dernier mot, jean-Pierre !). On la voit aussi bouffer de la merde lyophilisée (putain mais c'est pas bio, ça ?!) froide parce qu'elle a rien préparé sérieusement et aussi (surtout) parce qu'elle est blonde... Après, ce n'est en vérité que répétitions sur répétitions et redites pleurnichardes avec ces retours en arrière dans la tête de notre névrosée de service (elle vient de divorcer de son Jules et en plus, sa moman est morte, quelle horreur, mon dieu, quelle horreur mais c'est horrible...!) ce qui devient vite aussi tarte et rasoir que possible sur quasiment les deux plombes que dure ce truc. Il faut dire en tout cas que ces randonneurs sont assurément des candidats idéaux pour les invitations du mercredi soir ; je crois même que ce sont des champions ! Néanmoins, la petite Reese est toujours aussi jolie, non plus jolie même qu'avant, car l'âge lui va fort bien et lui a enlevé son côté de petite gamine superficielle ; elle joue ici en outre avec sincérité. C'est pour ça que tout compte fait, j'irai jusqu'à 3 en dépit de longueurs et de la stupidité de ces Forrest Gump... qui marchent !

It started out pretty boring and then it slowed down. Nothing to see here, folks. Just another tired and trite piece of Hollywood emotions of the shallowest kind.