That was an excellent one.

It's a mild crowd pleaser for people who are exhausted by blockbusters.

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

It's a movie as timely as it is provocative and amazingly, for much of its running time, it is weirdly funny.

Oakaaaaay.., so I just watched a very slow film about two losers bumbling through their useless lives.They seemed heavily medicated, though we see no drugs in evidence, leading me to wonder if they were deliberately intended to portray natural byproducts of a toxic, stupifying reality. Does the director really know people like that? -Are there *really* people so annoyingly confused, ineffective and hopelessly irresponsible? Good grief!sigh.But you know what? Yes. Okay. I admit that I have also met such people. They exist.But WHY? -Why on earth would somebody choose to feature them in their very own movie? They're annoying and difficult enough IRL.., I don't want to waste time being exposed to them in fiction. -Though, I suppose it's only responsible to report on the state of things out there in the world. Drop a reminder now and again that we share this biosphere with damaged monkeys.So yes, baffled, ineffective twats exist, wandering around like the walking dead (but without teeth or finger nails or death stench), just kind of taking up space and resulting in spoiled opportunities. And in this case, dead cats. You have to waste energy keeping an eye on such irresponsible twats, otherwise people and small creatures might get hurt.Now, I'll be fair here. I didn't hate this film. It was well made, technically speaking. In fact, it might even serve as a great cautionary tale with the message; "Don't be a dimwitted loser." -Though, I'm not sure it was intended that way, and I certainly wouldn't say this quality added any significant value -given so many films could be considered similar tales of warning.So I wouldn't recommend "The Future" to anybody as anything more than perhaps a kind of demented nature documentary about what happens when toxins get into the natural water supply for a few generations.Oh. -There was also some dreamy nonsense about stopping time and a self-animated shirt crawling around, surely meant to be a clever metaphor for something or other, but I felt too insulted by and frustrated with the characters to want to grace their world with any sort of interpretive investment.

And like grit in the oyster. We get a pearl, but i don't think this movie is the pearl, instead check out the semi-companion book, "It Chooses You" which deals with her trafficking in the PennySaver (is that really still going in LA?) Or really trafficking with the people who traffic in the PennySaver, including a wonderful story of the non-actor in the film who tries to sell a used hair-drier. He died during the making of the film, but his memory, as captured by Miranda describing her visits to him, will live forever (well in my short forever at least).It sounds like Miranda went through a rough break-up, and I think used this film as a cathartic release (or aimed the arrow at herself) but the cheating that happens here feels wrong and stupid, perhaps like all cheating, and the fact that the couple seem like Yin and Yang matching Miranda's, I don't know just felt like talking to someone who went through a bad breakup and there's nothing you can do.And I don't normally associate Miranda with any form of hopelessness. But this film has it in buckets.There are plenty of quick quirky bits that you expect from her, as she retains her precociousness into the precarious air of middle age. That seems as wrong as someone cheating on Ms. July....Of course there is still the orange sweater/shirt dance, that's like some kind of Noh ritual. And reading the messages board here, and the concern over the cat as a barometer to seeing the movie after seeing a preview is something that feels like Miranda would value (and maybe she anonymously included some comments herself).Not since Schrodinger's cat has so much importance hung on a feline.Maybe Miranda can make a film where homeless people become pets? That might raise the hope levels around here?

I would like to meet someone I respect who liked this movie. Maybe I'm missing something, and he or she could point it out to me.I suspect that I don't, though, and that "The Future" is just a really bad and cryptic movie. That's a shame because I really liked Miranda July's first movie, "Me And You And Everyone We Know", which was truly oddball but still managed to be absorbing. "The Future" is just bizarre and boring. It came out of one of a performance by July, which is just a really bad idea to begin with. Just like turning a nice cake or a well-knitted pair of socks into a building. Next time you can: don't. Next time you're trying to turn a few neat ideas into a movie, make sure the audience at least has a chance to understand them, and that there's at least some semblance of a plot or a story.

Sophie and Jason are an average cute couple whose lives change dramatically when they decide to adopt a cat. They don't get to adopt the cat, but the simple thought of having to compromise themselves to something that's more or less permanent, is enough to turn their world around. Until the day that they go to the veterinarian, they didn't even seem to consider the future, they lived day to day but adopting Paw Paw makes them realize that they have so many plans in their minds that won't become a reality if they keep living that way and that is when they commence to think about the future, when things go wrong and they start to freak out. The funny thing is that their lives were perfectly fine until they begin to get scared regarding their future. They try to give some kind of direction to their lives and start independent projects to supposedly fulfill their dreams but their so-called dreams are soon killed by their own limitations. This is even sadder when you realize their dreams were quite mediocre (who's lifelong dream is to post videos of be what may on youtube?) they weren't anything if not dull. This is probably what made Sophie throw away what was a perfectly sweet, tender, common relationship. She suddenly got scared and insecure of her own failures. She was incapable of accepting the fact that she failed to fulfill her dream without anything being in the way of its achievement except for herself and she did get in her own way so she decided to carry out a double life in which she's herself and another one in which she's a middle aged girlfriend of a middle class man who lives in an average house and has nothing to worry about but being ordinary and not being herself.I won't lie. This is one heck of a strange film maybe too metaphysical for my complete comprehension. The fact that the cat plays the part of a narrator might be a bit too much but it is true that the false comedy makes up for all the strangeness. It's engagingly funny and the two main characters are absolutely delightful. She's adorable in her own bizarre manner while he's nothing if not noble, genuine and kind. They both make such a graceful couple. If I really dig into the film I could maybe squeeze out the conclusion that Jason runs from the parenthood that Paw Paw represented while Sophie got scared at first but later decided to follow her instinct and form a family with Marshall and his daughter. However it seems that the storyline crosses over to the superficial side. There doesn't seem to be a purpose for the cat-puppet to have such a strange voice, the music being intentionally alternative, the couple to be so extremely naive, the talking moon, the lifelong dream of a person being to post videos on youtube, a girl digging a hole to sleep in in her own back yard, and why on earth is Jason able to stop time? And why would Marshall want to meet a woman whose phone conversation clearly depicts her as insane? Anyway it seems all too bohemian this film gives the impression that it's purposely made out to be different from the rest.