28-year-old billionaire currency speculator/asset manager Eric Packer (Robert Pattinson) rides slowly across Manhattan amid traffic jams, in his state-of-the-art luxury stretch limousine office, to his preferred barber. The traffic jams are caused by a visit of the President of the United States and the funeral of Eric’s favorite musician, a rap artist whose music he plays in one of his two private elevators. Eventually his day devolves into an odyssey with a cast of characters discussing the meaning of life and inconsequential trivia and eventually Eric´s world starts to fall apart…

David Cronenberg has made several intriguing movies during his career, but lately he has lost his spark in my opinion and in the case of “Cosmopolis” (Based on the novel of the same name by Don DeLillo) he is partly out of his normal waters and that shows all too well. “Cosmopolis” is cold, didactic, boring, stretched and lacks the hook you need to maintain a focus as a viewer. I assume that Cronenberg wanted to alienate the viewer and thus making you feel the distanced and unemotional world of money. But, in the end it´s more or less one long pseudo-intellectual babble about the meaning of life. Todd McCarthy of The Hollywood Reporter criticized the film by writing, “Lifeless, stagey and lacking a palpable subversive pulse despite the ready opportunities offered by the material, this stillborn adaptation of Don DeLillo’s novel initially will attract some Robert Pattinson fans but will be widely met with audience indifference.” Kind of spot on. “Cosmopolis” is lifeless, stilted and unnatural in both plot line and dialogue. Pattinson´s dead stare and restrained acting doesn´t help either. Pass this one. (2 out of 5)

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