Dialogue that makes
almost no sense; a narrative that lacks any recognisable conventions; a limited
setting and an actor best known for sending teenage girls crazy. This is David
Cronenberg’s Cosmopolis, an often
nonsensical allegory of the recession in America. Cosmopolis is based on a novel by Don DeLillo and stars Robert
Pattinson as Eric Packer, a billionaire financier trapped in his limousine and
considering the fiscal consequences of the fall in Chinese currency.
That is about as
understandable as the dialogue gets as Cronenberg uses, in verbatim, DeLillo’s
extreme financial jargon. Despite this, what we need to understand about the
story (Eric’s financial and personal breakdown) is clear, in spite of the
piecemeal narrative that remains largely in the back of a limousine, but takes
in eateries, bookshops and run down apartments to stage the destruction of a
young financial genius.
Cosmopolis is a marked departure from Cronenberg’s recent, conventional narrative
films such as A History of Violence
(2005), Eastern Promises (2007) and
the disappointing A Dangerous Method
(2011). It is in fact a return to the type of cinema he was creating in the
1980s and 1990s and what for what he is most famously known; Naked Lunch (1991), Existenz (1999), Videodrome
(1983).
The question remains,
are the frustrations and difficulties we experience when watching Cosmopolis a perfect metaphor for the economic
crash or is it simply frustrating cinema, adapted from a frustrating book that
isolates rather than stimulates.
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