Stranger Than Fiction, directed by Marc Forster (8/10)
A boring man with a boring life hears a voice describing his actions (but much more literate, as he confesses in the movie) as if the voice is telling the story of his life: how he brushes his teeth, how he walks to work, and how he may die. With the confounding relevation of his mortality, he decides to live a better life while trying to figure out the author of his narrative.
This is a dramatic fantasy, in the vein of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, where the fantasy is believable given the great acting, setting, and story. It’s a touching, intelligent film that has some clichés (my wife predicted the protagonist’s end), which I can imagine critics clawing into to rip it apart; but still, it worked for me.
Incidentally, there’s a great scene where the protagonist plays a nice song on an acoustic guitar: (I’d Go The) Whole Wide World by, which was a hit in the seventies. I found (I’m guessing it’ll be inaccessible in a month, now that the movie is doing well and everyone will be googling it, like me), and . It’s a simple song: E and A. That’s it. For the chorus, strum the E a bar longer than the rest of the song.