Ever feel like being someone else? Elvis, maybe?
How about Madonna? Choice is not an option here.
Would you pay 200 bucks to crawl into a small hole in
the wall of a half size office building just to be in
John Malkovich's head for 10 minutes? Huh? Would ya
punk? That's the "mind-blowing" ride this picture
offers ... well, not to you, but to other people in
the film.
John Cusack is solid as the hippie radical
puppeteer whose artistic talents with wooden dolls
are as extreme as his psychotic behavior. The
puppets, by the way, are fantastic. Their chop block
shapes move with such grace and human-realism. Their
faces eerily carved into the likeness of Cusack and
Diaz. Diaz (Cusack's wife) and especially Keener (the
bold, sexy distraction) deliver strong performances
as well.
Malkovich must have had a blast doing this movie
... pretending to be Cusack, pretending to be
himself. He's captivating as always. With more than a
squirt of lime-twist humor, it's a tightly written
adventure fantasy for the brave of open-mind.
"It's good in here Craig, better than in your
wildest dreams." My complements to the writer and
director. The exaggerated audio really helps to put
you inside Malkovich's head. The ending credits also
continue the luring surrealistic feel in visuals and
music.
The title isn't just some alternative rock band
sounding chime -- it's exactly what the film is
about.
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