Burn After Reading was funny.
It was so funny that the guy at my right almost had as asthma attack.
True story.
Sure, it isn’t oscar-worthy but it’s at least saturday-night-popcorn-movie-of-the-week worthy.
[Kinda-Spoiler Alert]Anyway, what is interesting I thought about the movie is that it violated one of the basic rule of screenwriting: Show, don’t tell.
‘Guess the C.I.A. Superior didn’t hear about that one.
I agree with certain critics that described the characters as being here for nothing more than a couple of jokes and the ensemble is basically a mess. You don’t really get what’s going on half of the time, nor why the frak it is happening.
But what if that was the point of the movie? Life is just messy, stuff happens. Get over it.
Or maybe everything we see is what is told to the Simmons’ character, litteraly. Maybe he imagines the whole movie while reading the crappy rapport report, hence the crazy cartoonish characters.
You jump through one scene to another, trying to grasp its meaning before we jump back to Cox’s story or the C.I.A. HQ.
Hell, the actual ending is told to us!
Or maybe I’m taking all this a bit too far but isn’t that what movies (and TV) are all about?
