How can such a team player keep getting benched, yet stay so positive about it? Frances is the highest-quality form of ineffective, condemned to the sidelines by her sloppiness in a rigorous world, a sloppiness which is also her greatness. You can't motivate her because you can't injure her. In a room of people who are beyond whipping, she's the only delightful one, because her stubbornness isn't vindictive or insane, it's actually more sane, and full of whimsy.
Frances, if at all realistic, is rare.
This is my first Baumbach. It reminded me of Breathless: freewheeling, urban, loose, playful. For a while in the movie I thought the whole world was going to be childish, but then I found out that's just all of the first handful of characters introduced. Once they foil with the real people, it's bitter to realize the light-souled have no place in this world. America elevates dark souls.
Frances is so lovable, with a rich, original performance by Gerwig. The energy of this movie is exceptional.
Maybe I ought to take myself less seriously.
3/4
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