Ameriatch
One of the best films i have seen
PiraBit
if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.
Janae Milner
Easily the biggest piece of Right wing non sense propaganda I ever saw.
Phillipa
Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.
hannahbrewer
Robert Altman was a master filmmaker. Not everyone's cup of tea but if you like him I think you will enjoy The Player- a satirical take on the film industry. Starring Tim Robbins and a host of cameos (An Altman trait) the Player follows a studio executive's fight for survival after he accidently kills a screenwriter. Featuring some amazing sequences including an astonishing opening scene long take this film is one of the finest examples of Altman's wit and craftsmanship. The film wasn't a huge success upon release, but it is considered a great film now. I suggest you give this film a chance because this is auteur theory in tinsel town at its finest.
damian-fuller
At times it feels like a period piece or is it that we're so used to the horror. A world populated by the shallowest, opportunistic bunch of ignoramuses the world has ever know. How can art come out of that? I think that when it does it's just an accident of Casablanca proportions. Robert Altman who knows a thing or two about it tells us the horror story with the most everyday approach. Tim Robbins is perfect as that empty designer clothed excecutive with a tinge of self awareness. I had to take a shower after the film was over and remove myself from that world.
lydiamartini
The Player is a very enjoyable watch and it's nice seeing Robert Altman turning the spotlight on Hollywood and the intricacies of show business. The movie works very well as a satire of the film making industry, showing how savage and tasteless the process can get. The several cameos were fun to see and while the story might not be very compelling, it's certainly ingenious and very entertaining. The final moments are terrific as they reinforce how shallow and predictable Hollywood usually is, but totally contrast with the way things turn out for the main character Griffin at the same time.
thor-teague
The Player is a 1992 satire on the indifference and uncaring attitude of Hollywood Bigwigs, and a blackmail mystery, or something--nobody knows for sure. This movie's plot is like Bigfoot. Vague, sketchy information of possible plot sightings have been reported by fringe groups and kooks.The story goes something like this: Anyway, all I can say about this movie is that I want my two hours and four minutes back. I think I'd rather be sitting in an ancient art history class looking at slides of overweight stone cave goddess sculptures with giant mammaries.The producers' mission statement on this movie was an obvious formula for an enduring, ingenious, classic film: Under no circumstances will the cinematographer point their camera at a person who is acting! Eye contact? Overrated! Why build sets when we can just make the movie hanging around the office! Tension? Story? Why bother! My Hollywood friends are here! There was, what, about eight or nine minutes, tops, of movie here. The remaining hour and fifty four minutes were just camera people running around Hollywood flailing about madly screaming in high-pitched voices, "look at me! Look at me! I've got a camera and I'm shooting celebs!" And yes, they were definitely flailing about madly and screaming in high-pitched voices. It's the only logical explanation.This movie wasn't a "who's who" so much as a "so what." Among the diarrhea of cameos: Whoopi Goldberg plays a tampon-flinging cop on the loose, with Lyle Lovett as her canny but streetwise poster child for hairstyles gone bad. Cher showed up--I figure they must have paid her in drugs and plastic surgery. And what parade of Hollywood garbage is complete without Burt Reynolds slamming his fat ugly face onto the screen? Even the nudity managed to suck. Every nude woman on the screen was no bigger than a couple half-aspirins on a cutting board. Worst of all, this movie casts Tim Robbins, an actor I used to like, in a whole new light for me.And here's what I'm told is so delightful about this movie: it's chock-full of Hollywood insider references and jokes. I caught the ones that I caught, and then this movie's advocates tried plaintively to convince me that I was being let in on some really privileged information when I was told the rest. It almost goes without saying, but it just comes off as grossly pretentious.And, as a sure sign that the apocalypse draws nigh, as this movie points out, there were about 4,166 other story ideas that got thrown out so that this movie could be made.I personally would rather have watched Habeus Corpus.