August 14, 2014 6:08 pm

The Congress – film review

Robin Wright stars as herself in a film which decamps to an animated realm of cartoonish alter-egos
The Congress film still

A vision of things to come from director Ari Folman. The Congress is a curate’s egg large enough to have been laid by Big Bird, the director is Ari Folman, swerving between animation and live action. The result is a film of two halves, though possibly more.

We begin in the flesh, just a nudge into the future. Actress Robin Wright, star of films including Forrest Gump, plays actress Robin Wright, star of films including Forrest Gump, a meta-flourish that by the end will seem sedate. Now in middle-age, she is being pressured to let studio technicians create a digitised, infinitely pliant copy of herself, to be cast forever in any film they like. Thus far, we’re in a terrific movie business satire, Sunset Boulevard updated for the age of ones and zeros.


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Only then we’re 20 years ahead. Humanity has decamped to an animated realm in which we’ve given up the real for cartoonish alter-egos. Our new home is a psychedelic Weimar-wood with fascist tints and luminous robot butlers, where untold souls masquerade as celebrities from all eras. A self-cooking lobster is served, of course, by Michael Jackson. The plot, if not lost, has stopped answering the phone. Eventually, you may ask the way to a cold flannel.

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