I’m not a fan of Aster and Eddington, his meandering reflection on the COVID pandemic, did little to change that. Like his previous effort, Beau is Afraid, Eddington dragged and plodded along somewhat aimlessly, masquerading as profound. His films have always felt performative to me in how they offer so little in substance while putting on an air of significance.
He’s not an untalented film maker. I find many of his choices as a director to be interesting. For me it’s his writing. His stories mostly have no there there. Eddington, which takes only the most surface scan of pandemic issues and boils them down to the most cliched tropes, is more focused on its increasingly absurdist plot which continually jumps in intensity. There are a number of escalations in violence and intensity which often come from nowhere. In fact the climax depends on a literal, unexplained, come from nowhere party that is never explained.
But for me the worst part is that it is boring. As I started with, the film drags. As it becomes sillier throughout I found it harder to be engaged with the characters (none of whom are developed more than 2-dimensionally) or the film entirely.
Eddington
Starring: Joaquin Phoenix, Pedro Pascal, Luke Grimes, Deirdre O'Connell, Micheal Ward, Austin Butler, Emma Stone
Writer/Director: Ari Aster
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