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Best known for playing affable Jim Halpert on NBC’s “The Office,” Krasinski tackled one of his favorite works for his directorial debut. In adapting “Interviews” for the screen, he returns to his college roots as an English major and playwright at Brown University. Wallace’s unnamed interviewer is here given a distinct collegiate identity as Sara Quinn (an icy Julianne Nicholson), who hopes to investigate “the social effects of the post-feminist era” by conducting and recording interviews with...
...movie’s opening scenes give the impression that Krasinski has filtered Wallace’s prose through a sieve that seems oddly like one of romantic comedy. “Modern woman is a mess of contradictions,” one student remarks to another. “That makes it so hard to know what they want.” Statements along these lines abound in this highly verbal film, but the interview segments go far beyond a women-are-from-Venus approach in unfolding the fragility of both genders in their relationships. When describing...
...film otherwise focused on personal testimonies and confessions, her blankness seems to stem out of banal grievances. Her Krasinski-scripted loneliness does not have the same stark impact as that of her friend Harry (Benjamin Gibbard of “Death Cab for Cutie”), who uses Wallace’s words to confess the way he feels when his girlfriend is about to climax during sex: “This moment has this piercing sadness to it—of the loss of her eyes. I become like an intruder...
...Cooper is a fast talking undergrad, who employs the victim defense to improve his grade. In a gleeful little sequence, Josh Charles gives the same speech five times over to break up with different women. The less hideous men, the ones who describe being actually touched by women, like Krasinski and Christopher Meloni (whose bit feels inspired by In the Company of Men) come across as lost and rather foolish boys...
...pieced together such complicated crazy quilts of words that you had to take his essays and prose in slowly, inch by inch (or in the case of me and Infinite Jest, absorb over the course of a leisurely decade. Or two). You hope for that same richness in Krasinski's film. Instead I found myself thinking of those man-on-the-street interviews Sex and the City used during its first season, in which men copped to their hideous dating practices, seemingly for the sole purpose of churning up female disgust. It is difficult to imagine David Foster Wallace putting...