Lousy effort, Mr Penn.
Over 2 hours of preachy drivel.
I guess Sean Penn was aiming for a life/death/universe saga - but can he do 'deep?"
Honey, you were married to Madonna.
As for Jon Krakauer (author) ... who can forget the tragedy on Everest '96? People dying, others trying to save them ... while Jonny slept soundly in his tent with oxygen. Lucky he's a fiction writer.
This wasn't an epic tale of a young man seeking nirvana - just a patchwork of must-have stereotypical scenes:
Parents who argue ... oh no!
Deep, poetry-lovin' sister who keeps interrupting the movie with insightful soliloquies. Filler.
Hero burns money, then works for money ... 'cause he's deep, you see.
Meets lots of really nice people, no bad ones.
The aged hippies are wonderful.
Vince Vaughn and rednecks are wonderful.
Old guy is wonderful ... wants to adopt him and leave him the Leather ... even tho' the hero forced him to climb up a hill. Heart condition? No problem, ya gotta look at the scenery.
Even the bear is wonderful and refuses to eat the hero.
Or maybe he found self-indulgence unpalatable.
Lots of cloud scenes, hills, rivers, bugs, flowers, sound tracks, slow mo' ... on and on ... I'm giddy.
It was all over the place. Kinda wished he'd had sex with misery guts, Stewart, just for some light relief.
This was a poorly made, sorry tale of a narcissistic, privileged man, with lofty, childish ideals.
But neither Theroux, London nor Dostoyevsky could help when he munched on a bad leaf. So much for veganism.
And somehow, a slow agonising death was turned into a thing of beauty by Penn, because the hero was looking at a cloud (yep, another one).
Maybe Sean was channeling his divorce from Madonna.
To quote MP, he wasn't the Messiah, just a very naughty boy. RIP