Touches You

Powerful

Fantastic!

An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

Alexis dos Santos' film 'Unmade Beds' is actually really skillfully well made; a pity, then that's it's so damn annoying. It's a tale of impossible beautiful young people living without any visible means of support in a warehouse in Hoxton, smoking lots of cigarettes to an achingly hip soundtrack, and generally getting entangled in each others lives (and bodies). It's also the sort of film where the characters look perpetually soulful and think lots of supposedly deep thoughts. Of course, one thing a film can do is idealise reality, and many of the best movies eventually end with sentimental payoffs; but this film is rife with unearned epiphanies, the whole film is a mood piece with no supporting substance. The poignancy is sham; dos Santos ultimately has nothing to say, although, as he says it rather well, there is hope he might produce something self-indulgent in future.

This movie is the video to the soundtrack of (popular) alternative indie culture. If you compare it to movies like "Juno", this one is brilliant, has character development and plot as well... One might say its a pretentious, poor of a plot, depiction of what wannabe hipsters wanna experience in London - but you could also interpret it as an ulyssian (Joyce) depiction of how is life for house squatters, while the rest of the world is trying to make money.Only watch it if you like indie music, enjoy thinking back of getting drunk with your flatmates and or like rather descriptive love will win in the end movies!

I went to see this film because it was described as being "young and fresh". Afterwards, I can only say it is boring and pretentious. There is no story to speak of, no dialogue apart from some vague conversations, no character development, no point.There is, on the other hand, a lot of loud music by bands I don't know (but are undoubtedly very hip), there are a lot of images of young people uttering would-be philosophical wisecracks, and there is a lot of partying, drinking and smoking going on.This could be a sort of nouvelle vague-ish, real life document about young people and the way they live, but I'm afraid it utterly fails. Or maybe I'm too old for this sort of film.There is one plus: wonderful Belgian actress Déborah François.

Just to reinforce what nicholsd said about this waste of celluloid. If you are one of the many arty-farty snobs that like to portray themselves as intellectual by thinking that you can see something in art that we cannot, then you will love this film. Us real world people who look for a piece of media that will take us out of the boring hum drum hours that generally pass the human race by,well then ten minutes into this film and you will realise that its just another, partial french, long winded, solemn distant stares of deep thought-ed youth drivel with over emphasised background noise, displaced conversations and shaky camera-work for added reality...blahh.Oh and look I'm twenty three minutes into it and nothing has happened, noting is going to happen. Its like "lost in translation" without the benefit of the interesting smile of bill Murray.