Nobody Walks - Review

NOBODY WALKS John Krasinski and Olivia Thirlby

There's no walking in Nobody Walks, because that's what life in a bubble of privilege looks like in Los Angeles. Or so says hip young New York City-bred filmmaker Ry Russo-Young (You Won't Miss Me), who, with input from her coscreenwriter, NYC girl-about-town Lena Dunham, creates an inconsequential secular variation on Pier Paolo Pasolini's more spiritual 1968 Italian film Teorema. Rocking a pixie haircut, an oddly cast Olivia Thirlby arrives — ooh, a mysterious stranger from New York City! — at the home of a movie sound designer (John Krasinski) and his shrink wife (Rosemarie DeWitt) for help in completing her arty video installation about ants. Soon everyone in the design-perfect Silver Lake house is tripped up by out-of-bound lusts. Russo-Young studies the strange species of affluent Angelenus erectus under a microscope that distorts every character into unbelievability. And speaking of ants, their problems don't amount to a hill of beans. (Also available on VOD) C+,,20639840,00.html


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