Most user reviews of this movie seem to summarize the movie, commenting here and there on the style of the movie, the setting, various characters' performances and the plot. Dry stuff and not for me. Why tell people what took place or what didn't take place?
I would like to share with you how this movie made me FEEL. Indignation, I think, is not a film for everyone. It's not an action film, there aren't superheroes flitting back and forth. There's no shocker or scary moments (unless you consider horribly, insanely edgy moments scary) and not much to smile about, either.
Indignation, nevertheless, sent me reeling. I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about how it ended. (I hope that's not a spoiler for you, but I checked the "spoiler" box, just in case.) I can't stop thinking about the dialogue and the characters and even how the music was just so, so perfect. Oh, how I hate it when the "background" music tells us how to think or feel. Not the music in Indignation. Extra points for whomever it was who so deftly scored this movie.
My mind keeps oozing back to the scene with The Dean. "Call me 'Dean.'" I can hear Max's indignant and wonderfully skillful telling off of The Dean. What terrific writing, Mr. Roth!
Olivia broke my heart. I guess I'm kind of silly, because it never occurred to me who she was---- well, I don't want to spoil it for you completely. She haunts me something awful.
Obviously, Olivia's Dad had damaged her. We can all guess how. Daddy's little girl, pleasing men the way she was called upon to please Dad. No wonder she was so fragile and full of pain.
I don't want to go on and on. Just thinking about Indignation makes me feel indignant. I keep saying to myself, "Ah, Hell," over and over. I wish I could have stepped in and helped Max and Olivia. I wish I could have made things right. I wish I wasn't so useless. Most of all, I wish I hadn't fallen in love with them both, because it hurts. It really really hurts.
I would like to share with you how this movie made me FEEL. Indignation, I think, is not a film for everyone. It's not an action film, there aren't superheroes flitting back and forth. There's no shocker or scary moments (unless you consider horribly, insanely edgy moments scary) and not much to smile about, either.
Indignation, nevertheless, sent me reeling. I can't stop thinking about it. I can't stop thinking about how it ended. (I hope that's not a spoiler for you, but I checked the "spoiler" box, just in case.) I can't stop thinking about the dialogue and the characters and even how the music was just so, so perfect. Oh, how I hate it when the "background" music tells us how to think or feel. Not the music in Indignation. Extra points for whomever it was who so deftly scored this movie.
My mind keeps oozing back to the scene with The Dean. "Call me 'Dean.'" I can hear Max's indignant and wonderfully skillful telling off of The Dean. What terrific writing, Mr. Roth!
Olivia broke my heart. I guess I'm kind of silly, because it never occurred to me who she was---- well, I don't want to spoil it for you completely. She haunts me something awful.
Obviously, Olivia's Dad had damaged her. We can all guess how. Daddy's little girl, pleasing men the way she was called upon to please Dad. No wonder she was so fragile and full of pain.
I don't want to go on and on. Just thinking about Indignation makes me feel indignant. I keep saying to myself, "Ah, Hell," over and over. I wish I could have stepped in and helped Max and Olivia. I wish I could have made things right. I wish I wasn't so useless. Most of all, I wish I hadn't fallen in love with them both, because it hurts. It really really hurts.