Douglas Clark2
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joined Dec 2011
I actually enjoyed the movie, mostly as this deep dive into a self-destructive writer who’s actually got a heart... you know, the guy saving some small town back in the States, watching people and leftist politics crumble during a crisis, and he's just totally disgusted by it all—literally gagging at the sight of it! But he lacks the actual muscle to change anything, other than using his muse to get a little payback against Hearst for crushing the hopes of Upton Sinclair's socialist policies. It feels like Fincher is clearly trying to comment on the role of the artist, acting as the court jester sitting right there at the table where power, money, media, and politics all collide. He can be kicked out or fired a hundred times over, but the story... that's what sticks.
As for the visual perfection and that razor-sharp dialogue, plus the endless stream of literary and cinematic nods, I don't even need to go into it. They really captured that Golden Age of Hollywood vibe, specifically those screenwriters in the room at the start who could just rattle off brilliant bons mots left and right. It’s such a tight blend of form, substance, and meta-commentary.
And honestly, I wouldn't disagree with anyone saying it doesn't touch on modern times; if anything, Fincher is trying to stay incredibly relevant—I mean, the lead character is basically an Antifa sympathizer and a socialist, so they aren't just bringing up Hitler for the sake of period decoration. It shows how voters get hypnotized by raw emotion and film propaganda, voting for whoever promises to protect their way of life... you know, the GOP, MAGA, oops, we even had that little drama with the vote counts, lol...
It's not like artists are going to go out and fix the world, that's a pretty pessimistic take, but still...