The life and struggles of a notorious rock musician seeping into a pit of loneliness whose everyday life involves friends and family seeking financial aid and favors, inspired by rock music legend Kurt Cobain and his final hours.
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Most people who have watched the movie were not so impressed by how the main character Blake mumbled to himself throughout everything he did. Michael Pitt said that the film was 80% improvised and they only had a map. That shows great acting skills, because he truly conveyed Blake's emotions or lack of for that matter, in all of the scenes. We don't know what Blake was exactly thinking or if he was planning his death all along. We're supposed to interpret all of it from his apathetic behaviors. The film did a remarkable job bringing into motion how isolated an extremely depressed person feels. The film took me on a short journey inside Blake's mind, everything we saw/heard was how he experienced it. From his careless friends, to his disregard to his world and all the people he used to work with. The events that lead Blake to where he was in the film are ambiguous. It's not made very clear how he become that apathetic and we're just left with hints here and there. We may not grasp what happens in the film until Blake starts singing Death to Birth. In the context of the film, the song makes the most sense. Every bit that could come across as obscure in the film was pieced together when Blake sang. He sang every last bit of his heart out. Music was all he had at that point. He said what he didn't say and what we wanted him to say in front of all these people who didn't appear to notice how bad he needed help. The song particularly is what finally formed a connection or a common language between Blake and me. The film gives zero f's about impressing the audience. It was as if a camera just happened to be there, and I think that's what makes this film so raw and moving. I think that's what Gus Van Sant was going for. Finally, I think this story is not about Kurt Cobain. It's not supposed to be telling Cobain's story or give you facts about how he died. It's a tribute to his legacy.
Although this film is very much intended to be based of off the "Final Days" of Nirvana front-man Kurt Cobain, its strengths lie in the haunting and relentless misery of protagonist Blake.The fact that Blake is intended to be a pretty direct allegory for Cobain is largely irrelevant to the mood and feel of the film. You could go into this film not even knowing who Cobain was and it wouldn't change your experience with it. Blake is a very depressed musician on his last legs who has pretty much entirely given up on life. That's all you really need to know. Although there are references to Cobain life and death, they feel mostly superfluous and don't really add anything to the film. Final Day is ultimately a film successful in its understanding and presentation of depression and isolation but not as a film depicting the last days of Kurt Cobain. You will be disappointed if you go into this film expecting a good Cobain/Nirvana film.
......are the only two words that apply to this film. It can only be called a film because that was the medium it was shot in. We will never know what was in Gus Van Sant's mind when he made this movie, and that may be his private joke; because he may very well have had nothing in mind when he made it. The film is a detached view of the last days of a self-indulgent, unaware drug addict, so detached that it might have been shot with a security camera affixed to the wall as it watches a man stumble around, ignore his friends, stumble around, ignore his family, stumble around, listen to a Jehova's Witness try to convert him as he sits there totally tuned out, stumble around, hide from a detective trying to find him, stumble around, wander into a potting shed, stumble around, and die. I have just given you the entire plot of Last Days, but did not give a "spoiler alert", as there is no plot, action or dialog to spoil. If a friend wanted to show you a security video of the last eight hours of a homeless drug addict's life in an alley before he slowly dies in front of you, would you watch it? I actually would, rather than watch this again. Because at least I would be watching a real life and death event, without the suffocating pretentiousness of this film.On top of that, we can't forget that we are watching the pointless and self-indulgent destruction of a millionaire who had far more success than he deserved, was overrated to an embarrassing degree, was more narcissistic than was previously thought humanly possible, and had friends, family and a wife who loved him far more than he deserved. In his own suicide note, Cobain referred to himself as a big baby. At least he was self aware to that degree. His mother after his death said "now he's gone and joined that stupid club". (Referring to the death of Jimmy Hendrix and Joplin by drug overdose, at age 28). His mother had more meaning, depth and insight in her life than her son ever did. Who cares about his life, he wasted it, and who cares about his death, as he didn't care about whoever cared about him? That is the feeling this film leaves in you; though I'm not sure Gus Van Sant cared about any meaning or effect this film had. Finally, who cares about this film? Its subject had no meaning and nothing to say, and neither does this. If you somehow think Kurt Cobain was a "genius" of some kind, and that his death at a young age had some kind of deep meaning, please, please consider a better role model. (And no, Marilyn Manson is not a better role model. At least Cobain wasn't That pathetic.....)
Gus Van Sant is known for his particular way of directing, where he sets up the camera and lets the film role while his actors goes off, and it works for most of his films but not in "Last Days", the fictional take on the last days of legendary musician Kurt Cobain. The long drawn- out shots of the actors meandering in the frame became over-whelmingly boring, and mundane. Michael Pitt on the other hand was oddly fascinating as Blake. From his drugged up walk, to his whisper of a mumble, and long wavy hair, Michael Pitt captures the essences of Kurt Cobain and its frightening to see. The supporting cast adds nothing special. They felt like people you would meet at a party and then you would never see them again, and that is exactly how their characters played out. They would say their dialog and then exit the screen.There were a few shots in the film that I enjoyed and they were the ones where Blake was playing music. The first one was where Blake wonders around to a variety of different instruments as the camera pulls out into the woodsy exterior. The other scene was one of the final shots and its Blake playing guitar and singing a beautiful song.The film overall was not that great. Not Gus Van Sant's best directing job, there was too much down time, and his supporting cast was awful. If you were too see this film, see it for Michael Pitt, he was exceptional. I give "Last Days" a 6 out of 10.