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Yawn. Poorly Filmed Snooze Fest.

It really made me laugh, but for some moments I was tearing up because I could relate so much.

It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.

I think it's one of the things that makes this movie not come. The director insists on leaving the character alone, only the camera is always too far away. I think he does it to leave Gere alone on the street and see how the people around him react, but he does not realize that really, everyone who walks by his side walks without paying attention to anyone, not just him, but nobody. The movie takes a long time to start. We see him doing the same thing over and over again, always at a distance and we do not empathize. We do not know anything about him. Then it starts and you only see that he complains about everything, even when he can have a help and be able to pull up complains. Yes, nobody deserves to be like this, but if they try to help you, thank them and take them. We almost got to know more other characters than him.Even so, the actors are great. I find it curious to see from time to time how Richard is and how he escapes that walk of person with a lot of class and style, I have always thought that he was one of the actors with the most cinema style. Although it tries to walk like collapsed but sometimes it can not avoid it and they escape to him.I do not like photography, I do not think you have to make a bad photograph to talk about the street. It would have to be cold because of the situation but not insipid.I am very pleased that you have done that haircut with piercing and that you see the scar. If I had it long I understand that this bad cut but being short why?The director does not know how boring it is. If we had known why it is there and how it happens in a more enjoyable way, the film would have won. Only knows how to place the camera at a distance and only manages to leave you at a distance from the character. It makes a long film, too long and the end, which for me is not closed, it will serve him, not me.I would not see her again

Director Oren Moverman never wants us to get close to the subjects in Time out of mind. He shoots the film from a distance so we feel like voyeurs eavesdropping in some half finished conversation.We follow George Hammond (Richard Gere) a disorientated homeless man with no id, papers or money. We know little about him, how he got to this predicament. As the film goes on we realise he can be badly behaved, peeing on the street, he likes to drink and he wants to obtain his birth certificate. He also has a daughter that he wants to get close to but gauging from her reaction, she hates him.Nothing much happens as George wanders around New York, looking for places to sleep, keep warm, getting something to drink and beg for money. George tries to get a place in a homeless shelter and has to go through tons of questions as various officials assess him. His memory seems hazy and he befriends another homeless man, the motor mouthed Dixon (Ben Vereen) who helps him to survive the streets and helps him get social security.We get a committed performance from Richard Gere but the film is a borefest. There is no narrative and no story. A docudrama with no purpose apart from being a slice of life look at the plight of the homeless.

People who rated this movie higher than 1 clearly never had to deal with people with mental illness.What was the moral of the story?, proof that our system is screwed up? Sad fact is that unless you have Federal and State governments, and the Judicial system working together to commit the mentally ill to mental institutions, people who cannot or will not (i.e.) refuse to seek treatment and follow their doctor's advice homelessness will continue the same holds true for those with chemical dependency and self medicating mentally ill.My former and now deceased fiancé suffered from the symptoms of Bipolar Depression and PTSD, I met her back in late 2013 when she lived in the apartment right below mine, she immediately told me about her mental illnesses, she failed to tell me that the symptoms were far from under control.My mentally ill former fiancé self medicated, she drank liquor that intensified the symptoms of her Bipolar Depressionand she smoke Marijuana, since the primary symptom of PTSD is Paranoid Schizophrenia the THC intensified her paranoia.My mentally ill former, and now deceased fiancé tried committing suicide overdosing on Lithium kicked in my apt. door, wrecking door and door frame, spent 7-9 days at county mental hospital, was evicted from the apt. complex I still reside at.A year later my former and now deceased fiancé, 9 mos. earlier we both mutually agreed that due to her illness she was unable to maintain a serious relationship with any man, as I was saying she attempted suicide a 2nd time, this time she tried by overdosing on Latuda and Lamictal, I was not present at the time, yes she was institutionalized for a time, but unaware of how long.October 10, 2015, 7 mos. from her 2nd attempt at her 2nd attempt at committing suicide, she was living with a couple who knew what her mental issues were, the man in the relationship has mental issues of his own, as I was saying he had a loaded handgun laying around which she found, shot herself in the head killing herself.My former fiancé was only 41 yrs. old, if the court system had had her committed to an institution where she was under 24/7 supervision and forced to take medication to treat her symptoms she would still be with me.I learned absolutely nothing enlightening from this movie.

Oren Moverman's Time Out Of Mind is a film that's set so decidedly against the grain when it comes to how a story is presented to an audience, it's no wonder that it has been such a divisive experience. It's almost like the anti-film. I understand it may be quite shocking the way it's made, or lack thereof. But to hear that people walked out of screenings in droves at TIFF really saddens me. For someone to just not jive with the loose, dreamy aesthetic that serves the subject matter achingly well makes me wonder. But I suppose this is the type of film that really separates those with the power of abstract thought and the will to immerse themselves from those... without. The story in question concerns a homeless man in New York City played to absolute perfection by a haggard, boozed up and ultimately lost Richard Gere. This is the performance of his career, an outing of pure bravery and dedication that glues your eyes to the screen even in the most mundane of moments. You see, Gere himself had no idea when the cameras were periodically filming him, and was actually left stranded in the jungle of NYC, deep in the mindset of a lost soul, creating a minimilist performance that burns through the haze of a life scattered by tragedy. Little is given by the script in terms of back story for Gere, subtle hints given towards a broken life, death in the family and a mysterious injury which has left both body and soul scarred, as well as leaving him with obvious brain damage. If their was an award given out for best film title of the year, this one has earned it. 'Time Out Of Mind'. Isn't that the perfect description for a shattered psyche that has been set adrift by life's cruel tides and left to wander the years, alone.. distraught.. damaged. Gere is a portrait of hurt, confusion and loneliness, wandering the overbearing maze of the city, desperately clinging to any semblance of dignity, as well as the scattered shards of his past that he yearns for. He's got a daughter (Jena Malone in a conflicted career best) who wants nothing to do with him, making us wonder more about the past. He encounters several people over the course of the film. An energetic fellow vagrant (Ben Vereen) helps bring out a bit of Gere's dormant coherence via his own nonsensical mania. A shrewd building inspector (Steve Buscemi) gives him the boot from a condemned building. He has a chance romantic encounter with a fellow homeless woman (an unrecognizable Kyra Sedgwick). The film is shot, edited and presented to the audience in a form completely void of structure or narrative beats. Gere wanders aimlessly, his foggy mental state reflected in the way his perceives his world, and in turn the way we perceive his story. It's both ironic and fitting that we find ourselves so drawn in to a story that is presented as a set of events that are each and every one astray from any sort of cohesion. That's where the title is so brilliant and touching.. Gere is one step removed from reality via time and injury. He himself mentions at one point that he has forgotten how long it's been, and that he's lost the thread of his life via many instances of 'lost time'. Gere sells it and then some, inhabiting the streets with a worn out, ghostly presence that begs you to place yourself in the shoes and mind of someone who truly has lost their way in life, and to see that for them, such a fork in the road can truly change the concept of time. Seeing this successfully done with film in every aspect was truly an experience for me. Gere is the heart of it, as the camera peers out on him from trash strewn alleys, broken window frames and desolate, uncaring streets that leave him all but invisible, an individual manifestation of a sad fact of life which sometimes sits on the fringes of our awareness. Not with this film.