The Windmill Movie
more than a movie about trying to make a movie At first I thought this movie was going to be too clever for its own good--a biographical movie about someone trying to make a movie about someone who spent decades trying to make his own movie, an autobiographical movie about his own life. Alexander Olch's finished movie about an unfinished movie by Dick Rogers is all of that, but then it stops drawing attention to that clever conceit and instead becomes much more profound. In the process of showing that Dick Rogers had trouble making a movie out of his own life primarily because he had trouble making any coherent sense out of his own life, this movie says a lot about life in general. Or at least, about life, as well as death, as experienced by very privileged people. What does life mean, what is life's purpose, and what is there to strive for, when you already have what most people still wish they had? This movie is also about acting, both in movies and in real life. Raw footage...