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Somewhere in Hollywood: Filmmaker Adam (Josh Evans) is 39 right now, so
not totally young anymore - but his life is less in check than ever. His
wife Tabatha (Natasha Gregson Wagner) has just had a miscarriage, and now
he wants to divorce her because (he thinks) she can't respect his pain,
but wants to stay on good terms with her despite abandoning her. At the
same time, he wants to make a movie but hasn't got more than a diffuse
concept and a lead actress, punk singer Diamond (Roxy Saint), who he
eventually and unavoidably falls in love with. And now he tries to find
his balance torn between his psychiatrist (Alexia Landeau) who only tells
him what he wants to hear and his divorce lawyer (Marshall Bell) who only
tells him what he doesn't want to hear, his selfish father (Robert Wagner)
who understands him a little too well, being an older and more charming
version of Adam, and his friends, who are way too wrapped up in their own
stories to even try to understand him ... If you expect a
linear movie about a man finding salvation after going through trials and
tribulations of (Hollywood-)society, you're wrong here, 39 isn't a
movie that gives answers but at best raises questions, that doesn't tell
its story in a linear way but rather through slices of life that are not
necessarily in chronological order but paint a rather tense picture in an
associative way. And in that context, also the at times hectic camerawork
and unusual editing makes perfect sense, while the competent ensemble
really fill their roles. Quite a bit off the mainstream, but a treat for
those looking for something new and indie!
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