Wonderful character development!

Great Film overall

Am I Missing Something?

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

Forgetting the Girl introduces us to Kevin Wolfe (Christopher Denham), a soft spoken photographer consumed by his need to try to reconcile the traumatic childhood memory of his sisters accidental death. He works in a rented studio space with a chatty and emotionally fragile makeup assistant, Jamie (Lindsay Beamish). Their job brings upon encounters with a flurry of wannabe actresses and models. They fleetingly pass, both into and out of Kevin's life. Kevin addresses the camera directly, with neurotic detail to explain his sometimes unusual, borderline obsessive way with the ladies. We follow Kevin's visits to his last living relative, his grandmother (Phyllis Somerville), his awkward but well-meaning exchanges with potential clients/ potential subjects of a mild infatuation (one of which is Adrienne, played by Anna Camp). He scared her off with his tenacious approach to the post-hookup. He finally catches a break when viable love interest, Beth (Elizabeth Rice) meets him outside a theater and has an actual interest in getting to know him. From this point forward, it becomes apparent that one of these characters are not to be trusted. The GOOD The gore level is set to a minimum. It achieves the same intended result without the use of gratuitous violence. The end. Many viewers will probably predict what will happen, the first 10 minutes in. Well thought out, nonetheless. THE BAD The proclamation power-point presentation. The three P's, if you will. Kevin speaking directly into the camera is reminiscent of a mediocre high-school drama monologue (intentional?). Mawkish is the only way to describe the script. Especially when Jamie repeats the whole "I want to be beautiful for you, Kevin" bit. Involuntary eye-roll. This is Nate Taylor's directorial debut . It's well directed with an intriguing set of characters. Impressive considering it's an independent film with a low estimated budget of only 600K. 6/10

As I write this there are 10 reviews. Typically when the count is this low the positive reviews are shills from the cast or production staff trying to drive traffic to the theaters or rental markets.Assume this now, this movie is just terrible. Bone achingly slow and contrived, I was forced by an uncontrollable urge in my lizard brain to fast forward to the end to ease the boredom.Ignore any review that promises "plot twists." There is one. One twist and it has no relevance to the story other than to make it more pathetic. I knew exactly what was going to happen.When there are dozens or hundreds of reviews and the comments vary widely it simply means some got the premise and others it was lost on. I cannot see anyone who is not on Thorozine or other profound anti-psychotics enjoying this, just a bad, slow, predictable essay on pathetic psychosis.Spend the two hours you would have on this sleeping,you will be far more entertained.Better yet, take your dog to the park!Cheers!

Haunted by a traumatic history, photographer Kevin Wolfe (Christopher Denham) struggles to systematically forget all his bad memories, but erasing his past threatens to consume his future.You know, there have been half unicorn, half Pegasus ideas for a long, long time... not least of which is "My Little Pony".I watched this film thinking it would be a horror picture. Turns out it really is not... at all. There is one brief gore moment, but overall the focus is on a man's failure to maintain long-term relationships... and then how he forgets them.The film is beautifully shot, and oddly engrossing. While I could not really recommend it, there was nothing to dislike either... and it was quite a piece of art.

This must see movie sneaks up on you and challenges the definition of a "genre." Romance? Drama? Horror? Better...all of the above. It's visceral hard hitting nature will sneak up on you on different levels. Christopher Denham plays a layered character with a haunting past that has everything to do with his dealings in the present. Is he the hero or the villain of the piece? Stalker or lonely-heart shlub? That depend on the individual viewer. Each of the female characters builds upon his complex and ever-troubling dealings with the fair sex. This is one of those rare treat movies that asks all the questions with open-ended, yet resolute, answers. It's rare to find a movie like this that allows the audience to discuss and debate the film and what it really means. A great effort from first time director, Nate Taylor, and writer Peter Moore Smith.