Someone else is talking: Omnibus director from the region

Is it really possible that nobody has a more substantial take on that director's anthology film, "Someone else is talking"? I mean—personally—I felt like the initial concept was quite intriguing, even if the actual end result just didn't quite land for me. Though, I suppose most people probably haven't even had a chance to see it yet.

Here's my take.

The American story: overproduced. Way too much talk, often veering into melodrama.
The Mexican story: over the top. Spoiler alert: putting a suicidal pregnant woman in the same room as the local mob boss in a town where he just murdered her husband a few days ago IS ACTUALLY RIDICULOUS.
The Canadian story: alright. Not groundbreaking, but it works.
The Mexican story: hard to say. Refer to the Mexican one, minus the spoilers. Acting was subpar.
The Canadian story: my favorite. Lucian Serbedziji knows when to shut up; it has a solid short film structure (setup-twist-development-final twist) unlike the others, and the technical side is great. Pepeonik did a killer job filming.

2, 2, 3, 2, 4. Average score: 2.6. It's okay, barely.

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Honestly, this American production feels all over the place to me. Like, Bob is absolutely killing it, and Nile is brilliant at times, though she can feel a little forced or "acted" in certain spots. That whole bit where the artist spots the family on the road reminded me so much of *Vicky Cristina Barcelona* or maybe *Penelope*. That specific scene was solid. And Mirela Brekalo? Wow, she really stands out. But man, that actress at the beginning—the one asking her about the bail money—she totally threw me out of the moment.

The rest of the cast worked for me. Sure, some parts felt a bit stretched or overly dramatic, but I actually got sucked in. I even got chills, so yeah—the movie definitely has some meat on its bones.

My only real gripe is that I wish they’d tied everything together better. Whether it’s through the characters or the locations, I don't know. It just lacks that cohesive glue to hold it all together.

One of the scenes that really stuck with me—hands down—was definitely the one with the flowers. It was basically this whole "this stunted thing won't let anything healthy actually bloom" vibe... honestly, such a killer metaphor.

I finally sat down and watched it tonight... and honestly, we were just a total mess, acting completely prehistoric and way too over-the-top—if you’ll excuse my choice of words. That supposed "sexual chemistry" between Nile and Bob actually creeped me out; there were moments where Nile looked less like a romantic lead and more like a zombie in the middle of turning. It was just too much hysteria, too much forced acting, and while you could tell what the point of the story was supposed to be, they just couldn't pull off the performance to make it land. The other stories worked well enough for me, though I have to say I gave a slight edge to the Canadian segment. The Mexican story felt a bit cheap, sure, but the acting was top-notch. Our own story had so much potential right at the start, but the ending? A complete letdown.

I caught maybe five minutes of that hysterical, frantic shoving and thrashing—zero actual chemistry—and if that’s supposed to be "passionate" sex, then I'm a saint. Just awful.

I’m honestly curious if I’m the only one who feels this way about these kinds of features, or if others are on the same page.

For me, it’s just pure frustration.

It really gets under my skin—this constant grasping at straws and the whole notion that we should somehow democratically vote on what counts as art. I can’t help but daydream about how the New York Times or CNN would run these massive, sensationalist headlines about how much our tax dollars are being sucked into projects like this.

I mean, why are we essentially footing the bill for "emerging female directors" to basically assault our senses with their immature, forced, pseudo-artistic, misanthropic, muddled, and hyper-fixated, depressive little "visions"? It’s just mental clutter, really. WTF?!

Who is a movie like this actually supposed to... a) provoke thought, b) change for the better, or even just c) provide some actual entertainment?
Is there anything left after watching something like this besides just feeling angry at the creators for wasting ninety minutes of our lives?