Michael Hanake meets the Blair Witch Project in Kim Gok's Exhausted, a vicious kick in the pants to everyone in the audience, all in the name of "style." A man meets a mute woman, and as any reasonable person would do in such a situation, makes her his prostitute. But the pimping is the least of our problems. As we get exhausted by the grainy faux-16mm camerawork, the film gets increasingly deranged. The closest thing we get to a sympathetic character is the pimp, simply because he's got too much self-respect to fuck a mute whore. Everyone else is either a gory mess, or a gory mess in disguise. Even the prostitute, which even a thug like Lars von Trier would make likeable, comes off as a delirious scary woman whose shrieks strike like blows to the jugular.
Kim Gok has seemingly abandoned the Marxist critiques of his short films, going instead for mindless brutality which culminates in an endless bloody freak-show involving, among other things, a pair of scissors going where pairs of scissors should not go. In the middle of the bloodbath, we get an extended long take of the beaten prostitute's near-dead face, but it does not elicit sympathy or pity. In fact, images of the victim only make us shy away in shock. (Indeed, the extended sequence led to continuous walk-outs during the Pusan screening.) The long take invites us to stare, but it assumes we're as sadistic as the victimizer (and the film) is. Meanwhile the sound-effects (mostly a rumbling bassline that shakes the theater) pulsates with pure wickedness. With Hanake, shock creates reflection, which asks that we be critical. Here, we only want to escape. I suppose Exhausted has some virtues; the shots of drilling machines and factories provide a mesmerizing phallic backdrop to the pimp and prostitute's pursuits. But everything else hurts too much. At least Kim Ki-duk lets us breathe. Exhausted makes Bad Guy look like Lady and the Tramp. (asiaarts.ucla.edu)
情节有点拖沓，推进得慢，演员的演技还是很在线
删掉了Anyone那首和父亲的自白曲，总觉得缺了点什么
只有歌好听，不如直接听专辑。同样的剧情拍成电影不知道为啥尬度翻倍
三分给小本 Alana的新歌及人物塑造 Sincerely Me的片段（which对剧情无帮助 倒不如做彩蛋（bushi
evan演讲那里，真的全身酥麻、掉了两滴眼泪。如果故事在这里停止了就好了。后面的谎言戳穿就落入俗套，明明是善意的谎言还要被绑在道德上被独立，甚至要围绕conner再去弥补？后面都忘了evan自己也是受伤的人。ps：evan演员无法代入高中生。
只有Connor受伤的世界，如果在我死后我的家人才开始了解真正的我，还会有意义吗？但是我还是很喜欢，我太能共情Evan了。we were the same kind of person who pretend to be anonymous but also want to be heard. 同意热评但不完全同意，无法对Connor伸出的那双手，能不能向千万个挣扎着的Connor伸出去呢？半夜哭得要命，求助，自助，关注。
挺温情的，但是故事发展真的好草率啊。Conor Murphy这个工具人，直到最后也没有被人认识到一个全面的他
这片应该给法国人拍
原封不动的把音乐剧改编成电影，而不顾两种艺术形式的不同，一定是灾难
还行吧比我想象中好 剧里觉得这些小孩全都很毁三观 电影里稍微好了一点 中二程度被弱化了 但是剧里最扎我心的是和妈妈的几场戏 在电影里也被弱化了
原封不动的把音乐剧改编成电影，而不顾两种艺术形式的不同，一定是灾难
作为2016年看过Ben Platt现场的人，能坚持完137分钟全靠情怀和sing-along... 音乐剧改编成电影需要解决的首要问题就是演唱片段如何自然不突兀，以及如何充实情节，让故事不会过于单薄。从这个意义上来说，本片是完全失败的。编剧就是音乐剧编剧本人，显然缺乏重新审视故事的勇气和魄力，想当然的加了一个故事线（表面外向实则默默承受抑郁症的女孩），砍掉一首人物歌曲（Cornor父亲的棒球手套），却没有能解决原剧中就比较明显的结尾问题，导致整部电影节奏混乱拖沓，多个场面极度尴尬，白瞎了一众戏骨。不过这部电影让人惊叹于肌肉记忆的持久，过去了这么多年，Ben早从青少年长成了成年人，唱起那些歌的表情，呼吸的位置和手势都跟当年在舞台上分毫不差...
我特别喜欢这个故事，音乐剧版里有一首for forever我一听钟情，电影版的比音乐剧版的内容更丰富，Ben Platt唱功真的超级棒，但我还是喜欢音乐剧版～
当“善意谎言”的意图从利人变为利己的时候，势必会受到真相的猛烈反噬。讲述问题少年的美式校园青春片一直都很模式化，这部当然也不例外，音乐剧改编其实也没有加分太多，可能是丢了原戏剧的神韵。希望这种“在一个人逝去后才真正开始了解TA”的追溯手法被善用，再创作出更多的花样。毕竟，集体回顾某人，是让我们有机会去深度认识此人的一种重要方式。
听了几百遍soundtrack但没看过剧场版的本观众表示很喜欢。如果这电影跟剧场版本比起来都算差，那剧场版该好看到什么程度了？
删掉了Anyone那首和父亲的自白曲，总觉得缺了点什么
再看一次，这妆画的真的很拉稀
蛮好哭的，也谢谢没让我在电影院哭得太惨。对美高恐惧+1
和Prom相比说不好哪个让我更失望。
梦回小学看歌舞青春了，就不能像汉密尔顿那样直接出高清官摄吗。。。。。。小本唱歌真的没的说
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