Cold Souls (2009) -vs- Synecdoche, New York (2008)
Nothing tickles this aging English major more than a good challenge, a film I canâ€™t predict, a movie that leaves me with food for significant thought. These gems are rare indeed for reasons so obvious they neednâ€™t be mentioned, but Iâ€™ll mention them anyway. Never underestimate the low esteem with which Hollywood regards the American film-going, ticket-buying audience. Teenage boys simply donâ€™t flock to the latest dialogue-driven dramedy of ideas. But I do. â€œCold Soulsâ€ is a beautifully made extended short story; its scale stays personal even when it goes international. â€œSynecdoche, New Yorkâ€ is an undertaking so massive that you need reference books to fully appreciate its depths. Neither film got a wide release, and Iâ€™ll bet you missed them both, but luckily for you, theyâ€™re both available on DVD. Grab your dictionary and come with me. I promise Iâ€™ll hold your hand.