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Cosmopolis
Riding across Manhattan in a stretch limo in order to get a haircut from his father's old barber, a 28-year-old billionaire (Robert Pattinson) senses his empire collapsing around him.
29 August 1981, Montreal, Quebec, Canada
13 May 1977, Nottingham, Nottinghamshire, England, UK
6 June 1967, New Haven, Connecticut, USA
9 April 1982, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada
1 February 1965, Nigeria
4 April 1987, Toronto, Ontario, Canada
9 March 1964, Paris, France
25 October 1965, Neuilly-sur-Seine, Hauts-de-Seine, France
July 17, 2013
Quickly grows repetitive and tiresome, meandering toward messages that land softly, producing little impact.
March 24, 2013
Cronenberg's cold, exacting precision and emotionally removed observation may not grab all viewers, but under those perfect surfaces is a raw horror trying to claw out of the denial.
August 23, 2012
There's not really a movie there, nothing that sustains itself from scene to scene and nothing that's worth watching from beginning to end.
February 12, 2013
"Cosmopolis" is a hypnotic examination of our modern anxieties about the dehumanization brought on by wealth, power, and technology.
August 23, 2012
"Cosmopolis," because of its allegiance to the book's mannered, offbeat language, feels like it never wakes up.
August 24, 2012
It feels like each and every moment bursts forth with urgent dialogue, and yet what does anyone actually say?
August 23, 2012
Poor Pattinson does the best he can. He's not terrible. But he's definitely out of his element, if not beyond his depth, an altar boy in a bishop's robes.
August 23, 2012
The film is all too faithful to its un-cinematic source.
April 21, 2013
Cronenberg is not a director to be daunted by a scenario in which the antihero spends most of his time in a stretch limo. Turning it into a film that interests anyone ... is another matter
February 03, 2013
While not one of Cronenberg's stronger films, this anti-capitalist adaptation still merits attention.
September 06, 2012
The rapid dialogue is dry and mannered, like a David Mamet play, there's virtually no story and Cronenberg's visual scheme is cold and claustrophobic.
March 04, 2013
Over and above its topical urgency or the bit about the misfortune of globalism, it does what this director has always done in his films: split open the head of a character, plunge inside and try to visualise the bad and the ugly things to be found there.
