Movie Review: Third Person
Well, I was obviously very interested in this movie when I saw the trailer. And, I have to say, it wasn’t actually that bad. As I think back on it, after watching it this afternoon during a lazy day of doing nothing, I would have to say it was actually a pretty good story.
Of course, I have an untypical interest, venturing down many of the same roads as a writer myself. But, just watching it from a general perspective, it was still quite interesting.
I loved the ending, as he’s running through the streets of Paris, and you realize he’s following the characters he’s created, as they weave in and out of the crowd. Finally, he stops and sees his son there, sitting at the edge of the fountain. The real son he lost after taking a phone call from his mistress when he was back home.
Then it flashes out of the story and back to him writing in the apartment, with him at the laptop, and you hear his son’s voice say what must haunt him every minute and every second of his life now.
It’s a horrible subject to explore, the death of a child, and the trauma that a parent must go through. But, this story is so thought provoking, so engaging.
The characters feel as alive to the author as real people do – maybe even more alive. Maybe he has more deep-seated, emotional connections with his characters than he does with anyone else in the real world.
I can relate.
I like the characters I write about. It’s why I spend so much time with them. Even the bad people. They’re much more fascinating than anyone I know out here in the real world.
So, this is definitely a must see movie, if you haven’t tried it yet. And, if you have seen it and didn’t like it, try watching it again, but from the perspective of a writer.
It might just change your opinion of it.