There are good films, there are also weak films, and there are movies that you do not care about how high their artistic value is. Just because they won you somehow. You've taken down the guard for their sentiment, and even the dramatic compromises fail to spoil the magic. I really liked "Demolition," though I deeply realize that it is not a big cinema, and this movie will not stay for a long time in my mind. Yet ... why it seems to me like a blow under the waist to talk about his weaknesses. Davis (Jake Gyllenhaal) has just lost his wife in a crash. There is nothing in him as a miracle. In the hospital, the snack machine blocks and refuses to execute his order. That's how the mania begins. To repair, dismantle any nonfunctional thing to its component parts until it understands how it works. The victims are a squeaky door in the office, his refrigerator, the lamp at the father-in-law. Davis develops another obsession - sending letters to the manufacturer whose machine has deprived it of a M & M's package. Letters are not just discontent, they are a confession. The greatest recognition is that, in fact, his wife does not miss him as he should.
His personal stories reach Karen Moreno (Emily Watts), who smokes marijuana and looks for a way not to lose the proximity of her 12-year-old son who listens to David Bowie, dresses like a girl, smokes, drinks, and shows Davis a glimmering example pirate and two toys) for inadequate US intervention in Iraq. A beautiful friendship emerged between the three. Everyone is broken in their own way and needs acceptance and understanding. When the destruction begins, it does not stop almost to the very end. Shortly after mid-afternoon, a whole house was dismantled and it seemed as though it was time for a dramatic solution to the questions, but no, that's when Davis bought an e-bay bulldozer and had last damage to the luxury house he and his wife lived in. There is no anger or malice in Davis's obsession. Just curiosity and freedom to let go, look at life for the first time. And that's the feeling I left behind the screening. A sense of ease, as if someone told you it was okay to be crazy from time to time. I understand that this is not the greatest artistic achievement, nor the wisest lesson, but sometimes it is enough to spend well. A "Demolition" is just such a feel-good movie without a claim that diversifies the heavy dramas that usually win the favor of criticism. In Jean-Marc Vallee's filmography, the film is very good at "Wild" and "Dallas Buyers Club." They all tell of heroes who decide to go against the current, rediscovering themselves in search of an answer or salvation.
"Demolition" proudly carries the spirit of anti-consumerism while offering us deconstruction of marriage, work, family and ambition. If we have to assign it to a group, it would be thematically the movie would be somewhere between "American Beauty" and "Fight Club". Only as a message, because his light tone refers to romantic comedies (though fortunately there is not much romance in it).A great soundtrack, great Jake and convincing Judas Lewis as Karen's son (this is the second child actor after Jacob Trembley's "Room", which asks for serious potential). Emily Watts easily shows Karen to be confused and neurotic, while Chris Cooper as Davis's father-in-law rather drives on autopilot and repeats a role we've seen too often. The success of the performances is the pull of the heroes with which a person would like to spend more time. He wants more scenes of unbridled destruction and clash with established norms, or simply dancing on the subway Jake. I spent so well during the "Demolition" that I do not know what to write more to convince you to watch it. It is nice to see that someone does not play for Oscar that there is no ambition to develop technological innovation or create impressive paintings. We still need films that are personal and small, which are like a friendly tap on the shoulder. Everything is fine (even when it is not).
