The budget on this Netflix original is said to have been over $120 million. Of course, there is no way an adaptation of DeLillo’s novel should be more than $30-50 million, there is no CGI needed , except for the toxic gas sequence, as it’s mostly characters monologuing with each other in various rooms. And yet, the budget completely ballooned for this one. The film is 136 minutes, but it still feels rushed. DeLillo’s vision is scattershot here. Maybe a 3-hour movie, that took its time to build up the satire, would have done this monstrous novel more justice. That’s also maybe why the film’s first hour, which introduces the quasi-surreal setting, the neurotic characters and themes, works much better than the latter half, which feels sped-up, going from one strange moment to the next. DeLillo’s novel has been deemed “impossible to film” ever since it was published back in 1985. It is a plotless postmodernist exploration of death, consumerism, and suburban malaise. Having to do with Jack (Adam Driver) a college professor of “Hitler studies” and his mostly-loving wife Babette Gladney (Greta Gerwig), it deals with this couple’s social anxieties, but, more specifically, their unabashed fear of death. There’s also an apocalypse-like event that shatters their suburban life. Driver is actually very good. It’s one of his better performances. He finds the darkly comic touch needed for his character, a well-regarded college professor in Hitler studies not afraid to quote the fuhrer. Gerwig is fine, but underutilized. I much preferred Don Cheadle’s bewildered professor. If I had to describe “White Noise” with one word it would have to be sheer and utter INDULGENCE. Baumbach takes the big fat budget Netflix gave him and splatters the screen with his incoherent vision. No true movie fan would want to miss it, I was never bored, but, I hate to say it, the film just does not work. Contribute Hire me
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