What a film!

Rating: Null/10 (31 October 1999)

This movie helped me to see a number of things more clearly. One thing I learned is that there is profound beauty to the aerial meanderings of a plastic bag, tossed by swirling tufts of wind. This is the same sort of beauty that struck me in Spacey's character. He is a synthetic dope, the lifeless end product of a lifeless culture, who rails against the bars of his cage with a final burst of passionate awareness. He is not a hero in the classic sense. He instantiates no social change, he quells no tangible beast. But, he is courageous. He wakes himself from a twenty year somnambulance to taste the bitter fruits if his reality and, more importantly, to do something about it. Like the plastic bag, he is allotted one final pirouetting tumble before the storm.