片頭看到一個(gè)熟悉的名字攝影指導(dǎo)竟然是我在UCSD時(shí)教我拍16mm膠片電影的法國(guó)老師于是我默默地記下了每個(gè)hair in the gate沒清理的鏡頭和每個(gè)覺得燈光有問題的鏡頭除此之外銀幕時(shí)間的控制一定是影響到了蔡明亮瑣碎的無聊的孤獨(dú)的失去意義的日常生活讓這部電影不僅僅是女權(quán)主義的電影而已最后那一刺的表現(xiàn)力還不夠
In terms of cast, it has to be said that Gary Oldman looks nothing like Herman Mankiewicz. The olde visuals seem to be the main reason to watch this film, and its this smokey, shadowy, cigarette-burnt, ’40s aesthetic that’s the film’s only positive. The fact that a film about a writer (which intermittently includes script elements) isn’t particularly well written is ironic to say the least. This is basically another love letter to Hollywood’s “great past like Quentin Tarantino‘s similarly critically overrated shite-fest OUATIH. It's a black and white ode to a period of time that only a select few give a toss about; it’s made for film students, cinephiles, and pompous critics.