The Other Me

The way I see this movie is quite straightforward - it makes you think. It pushes you to delve deep down your soul and find answers to something you see but can not perceive easily. The manner of direction is splendid - it's warm and cozy, with a touch of dreamy effect that makes you all enchanted until you see the final cut of the scene. It's lucid that people are tired nowadays. Most of them don't enjoy witnessing something that remains oblivious. They'd rather sit down with a sandwich and watch kitsch, or a crime story or a fervent romance that usually doesn't occur in life. What does transpire is the verity that we are born with a man and a woman living inside us. They navigate our life, they switch the driver's seat as required - they go hand in hand. It's just some people refuse to see it, some deny it. Some even don't realize it. But I believe that's one of the most important ideas of the film - to signify (in an artsy way) that the moment we acknowledge the aforementioned, the moment we accept it, only then we become complete.

I really enjoyed the surreal energy of the movie. I liked the colors in it it just felt like you are watching a dream. However this movie tries to tell lots of things such as betrayal, true love, childhood trauma, looking deep in to the life but you can't connect all of these things together and in result you can't connect to the movie and the characters. Everything just feels overwhelmed.

Even subplots don't add anything to the main plot and make you wondering "okay so what was that?" I feel it would be better if the writer and director would have sticked to one or two subjects in the movie.

This dreamy-like movie isn't perfect, but life isn't either. I love the non-linear approach of the theme, how it drives you beyond senses we usually perceive to the highs of truth and oneness.

The movie gets there. We are limited by what we see. We need to feel, to suffer, to elevate.

Carefully written stories like this broaden our perspectives to respect each other more. To allow ourselves to be who we are. To allow ourselves to get there.

By releasing the traumas and burdens of any kind, we become lighter. We are ready to see ourselves. To see the other side.

In 2022, the year of the worst films ever made in Hollywood history, any film that is not a cartoon, crappy horror, superhero, or a Disney film, automatically gets at least a four star rating or higher (unless it is an utter piece of garbage). This film, The Other Me, is a case of the third eye, or the eye of the mind as some would explain it. I am not a big fan of psychodramas, but this one is almost passable because the plot is not 100% predictable, like well over 90% of the films of 2022. Our protagonist is a person gifted (cursed?) with the ability to read minds and motives of people instead of just seeing them. This comes in handy for Texas Holdem. He should have played a few weeks in Vegas and made a few mil.

The script is junk, and so is some of the acting - except for Andreja Pevic who was excellent! And perhaps the only reason to watch this movie (hence FF - she stole every scene she was in, perhaps because her character may be very close to her real life persona). Some of the cinematography is quite competent if not downright good - nothing groundbreaking because you think you might have seen the images before - but it alone can never save a lousy script especially in a character centric story like this one. More backstory to provide more insights into Sturgess's character better anchor his story.