FACTOTUM
FACTOTUM
Calling all Bukowski fans, Matt Dillon fans, fans of great 'literary films,' and everyone else in between. Factotum is a work of art. Simple as that. A dirty, smoky bar, drunk in the afternoon kind of art to be sure, but art is art no matter how we arrive there. Before I saw it, I kept thinking it would be a Fear and Loathing kind of thing, taking us on a ride with a crazy author, to a place we secretly want to go, but maybe are a bit scared...? You know what I mean here? Well, Factotum is surprisingly (and happily) not a crazy ride through a personal hell like Fear and Loathing was - it's much more subtle than that. But it does bear semblance to Gilliam's film in the sense that Matt Dillon does justice to Bukowski, the same way Johnny Depp did to Thompson. We are also treated with long narratives, getting into his head as Dillon recites the master writer's work. But the big difference with the two films, as with the two writers I suppose, is that Factotum/Bukowski/Dillon takes on more of a slow pace, standing back a little and squinting at the world through an alcoholic blurr, whereas Fear and Loathing/Thompson/Depp was more of a roller coaster ride through every drug imaginable.
But don't let the booze put you off the film. The fact that Bukowski was drunk when he wrote his best stuff doesn't change the fact that it was good stuff. Just as we are all (hopefully) able to sit down on a nice Sunday afternoon and appreciate and enjoy Bukowski's writing without needing a drink to hear what he's saying, we can also enjoy Dillon's subtle and masterful portrayal of one of America's greatest and most profound writers ever. Factotum is not to be missed.
Calling all Bukowski fans, Matt Dillon fans, fans of great 'literary films,' and everyone else in between. Factotum is a work of art. Simple as that. A dirty, smoky bar, drunk in the afternoon kind of art to be sure, but art is art no matter how we arrive there. Before I saw it, I kept thinking it would be a Fear and Loathing kind of thing, taking us on a ride with a crazy author, to a place we secretly want to go, but maybe are a bit scared...? You know what I mean here? Well, Factotum is surprisingly (and happily) not a crazy ride through a personal hell like Fear and Loathing was - it's much more subtle than that. But it does bear semblance to Gilliam's film in the sense that Matt Dillon does justice to Bukowski, the same way Johnny Depp did to Thompson. We are also treated with long narratives, getting into his head as Dillon recites the master writer's work. But the big difference with the two films, as with the two writers I suppose, is that Factotum/Bukowski/Dillon takes on more of a slow pace, standing back a little and squinting at the world through an alcoholic blurr, whereas Fear and Loathing/Thompson/Depp was more of a roller coaster ride through every drug imaginable.
But don't let the booze put you off the film. The fact that Bukowski was drunk when he wrote his best stuff doesn't change the fact that it was good stuff. Just as we are all (hopefully) able to sit down on a nice Sunday afternoon and appreciate and enjoy Bukowski's writing without needing a drink to hear what he's saying, we can also enjoy Dillon's subtle and masterful portrayal of one of America's greatest and most profound writers ever. Factotum is not to be missed.
