Synopsis
A maddeningly oblivious, tyrannical and emotionally stunted young woman tries her best to negotiate two toxic friendships.
A maddeningly oblivious, tyrannical and emotionally stunted young woman tries her best to negotiate two toxic friendships.
greta gerwig in cargo shorts ... greta gerwig w an orange bandana ... greta gerwig w a 2008 digital camera ... greta gerwig smoking a joint ... greta gerwig throwing rocks at the safdies
real…i had a Rachel type-friend, it is a lot like that. i like that Mary Bronstein was candid in the Q&A afterward abojt how she realized she had no friends and tried to take stock of why, then amplified those traits in her character. she also mentioned asking everyone in this movie to do the same, and so now im thinking about what are my worst traits and how would i amplify them…
the other interesting thing about this movie is that we’re coming to these dynamics at the end, where Rachel’s friends have been pushed beyond the point of trying to maintain with her anymore, and we’re wondering why anyone would want to be friends with her in the…
i’m sooooo greta gerwig as gen coded (unemployed vegan who eats burger king french toast sticks that begs for validation who’s also a raging **** and the most annoying person you’ve ever been in a room with)
a film for a very specific crowd that is easily one of the hardest films to track down online
i loved every minute of this. it reminded me a little too much of myself. you ever have to stare down your biggest personality flaws for 78 minutes? highly recommend.
a moment of silence for the safdie brothers, who just wanted to build a dam. greta gerwig is a menace in this lmaoo
An early entry in the mumblecore cycle, shot mostly in close-up on MiniDV, about people who are horrible to each other. A cinematic scab. I liked it.
Holy shit that was miserable. Kinda feels like Wanda, Pet Names, or Old Joy filtered through the toxicity that defined Noah Baumbach’s earlier work. If you can get past the nasty worldview & totally amateur camerawork/sound, this mumblecore black comedy offers great acting, dialogue, characters, & Greta Gerwig throwing rocks at the Safdie brothers in a river before she steals their shoes.
took the defensive, cowardly route last time I viewed this, resisted the notion that this was more significant than a well written character piece, really undervaluing what Bronstein pinpoints here (a couple extra years of NYC living also helped, thought that sort of speaks to why I was reticent to previously embrace this).
The thing is there are plenty of movies that probably think they're this movie but they are not. Frances Ha, Listen Up Philip, Tiny Furniture, etc. all trying to paint this exasperated picture of a shallow, narcissist new york millennial media milieu that is also pretty appealing and looks like it would be fun to be a part of. Yeast is in this mode, but everyone here…
Mary Bronstein's debut film, Yeast, is a frustrating experience, but deliberately so. It's abrasive, uncomfortable and even annoying at times, but it's independent filmmaking in its purest form. The modern indie as we know it is so concerned about the audience, Yeast could not care less about its audience and it's astonishing. The film has an almost nonexistent plot, every character is the worst person in the room and the majority of the film is in tight handheld shots of the actors' faces. All of Bronstein's directorial choices feel like calculated attempts to infuriate her audience as much as possible.
The final sequence in the film felt hypnotic and the best part is that I can't quite explain why. Ultimately…