A film about classism, gender dynamics, and of course like all Roth novels, sexual repression. Unlike Portnoy’s Complaint, the only novel I’ve read of his at this point, Marcus, our main character, played by Logan Lerman, does not fuck a piece of liver.
To the adaptation at hand. A much more serious and dramatic story guided by the writing of Roth; Schamus does a good job creating cinematic scenes out of play-like action. The climatic scenes hedge on actors giving intellectual monologues in single rooms. A hard conflict to film and make it feel alive. They pull it off mostly, due to the steady direction, and lively performances. Letts is really good!
The way college boys in their dorms talk about women too, it’s crazy that not much has really changed in 70 years. To add one last frivolous joke, it’s really a universal feeling, sitting down trying to do something productive, while your roommate can’t stop overthinking a random blowjob he got from some random girl.
A film about classism, gender dynamics, and of course like all Roth novels, sexual repression. Unlike Portnoy’s Complaint, the only novel I’ve read of his at this point, Marcus, our main character, played by Logan Lerman, does not fuck a piece of liver.
To the adaptation at hand. A much more serious and dramatic story guided by the writing of Roth; Schamus does a good job creating cinematic scenes out of play-like action. The climatic scenes hedge on actors giving intellectual monologues in single rooms. A hard conflict to film and make it feel alive. They pull it off mostly, due to the steady direction, and lively performances. Letts is really good!
The way college boys in their dorms talk about women too, it’s crazy that not much has really changed in 70 years. To add one last frivolous joke, it’s really a universal feeling, sitting down trying to do something productive, while your roommate can’t stop overthinking a random blowjob he got from some random girl.
