USA 2002 (101′)- Dir.: Steven Soderbergh. With Julia Roberts, Blair Underwood. | My rating: | Official site |
Steven Soderbergh is without a doubt one of Hollywood’s most talented directors. Out of Sight and Traffic were his best, but Full Frontal is definitely his worst (although I haven’t seen Schizopolis). In the marketing campaign the main focus was on the fact that the film had a budget of only 2 million dollar, was shot on DV (which is only partly true, at least a third is filmed on 35mm), and that the actors had to bring their own clothes and make-up. Contrary to many other low-budget films, this is not a selling point. Full Frontal looks like a cheap shitty film. You wonder where the hell they spent these 2 million dollars on. Not on a DP, and not on a decent screenplay, that’s for sure.
It is so bad that I actually can’t even tell you what’s it about. It’s a kind of reality video about a film in film that is a documentary about an actor. Do you get it? In one of the scenes there is a man who suffocates in a plastic bag while masturbating. I was not the only one to notice that this scene was a metaphore for the whole film…
There is a an upside on this film however, at least for me. I seem to have more in common with Steven Soderbergh than just my first name. A big part of the film was shot in , a fancy place on Beverly Blvd in LA, where I used to have my breakfast until it closed down last April (by the way: where art thou now, charming waitress Katherine?). The video-to-film transfer was done by , the place where my first 35mm short was developed. Soderbergh then edited the film entirely on , just like me. Oh! And I once formed part of the Very Happy Few To Have Julia Roberts’ private cell phone number (although I cannot disclose how I got that number in the first place). I am almost just like Steven (may I call you Steven, Steven?).