☆ ☆ ☆ ½
Under the Silver Lake (2018) – D. R. Mitchell
Really, the only interpretation
that explains this unusual movie is that Andrew Garfield’s Sam is having a
psychotic break from reality! But it
takes a while to come to this conclusion. At first, he might be just a little
lost, not unreasonably attracted to Riley Keough’s mysterious Sara, who invites
him for a tryst and then suddenly disappears. He turns detective -- and the
film echoes other wacked out L. A. neo-noirs, such as The Long Goodbye (complete
with topless neighbour out on the balcony) or The Big Lebowski. However, the
clues that Sam uncovers begin to take on some serious conspiracy theory
overtones: mysterious messages embedded in the lyrics of songs by a local rock
band, someone sending signals via hobo codes, the strange beliefs of a zine artist
(played by Patrick Fischler, seen previously at David Lynch’s Winkie’s diner)
that prophesise events that may come to pass. Then, David Yow (from the Jesus
Lizard) appears as the Homeless King and Sam stumbles on clues that make no objective
sense which are nevertheless co-opted into the growing narrative and
incomprehensibly validated by what the camera shows us. Given a bizarro solution
that fails to add up or to reveal any deeper themes (except to Sam, perhaps), some
reviewers complained that this makes the film essentially meaningless. That may
be true but if you are willing to follow Garfield’s slacker anti-hero from
party to party, “random” encounter to encounter, you may enjoy the film, even
if you end up discovering that you’ve just wasted your time trying to figure it
out. Intriguingly, a quick google search
suggests that director David Robert Mitchell (It Follows, 2014) has embedded
some hidden messages in the film itself – but chasing these may lead you down
rabbit holes not far from those entered into by those slipping into the
netherworld of psychosis.
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