Thanks. I’m glad you noticed it to.
I guess what struck me was the idea that this guy should quite naturally feel depressed because his works had supposedly ceased to exist, and everyone should identify with that mindset.
Never-mind the lowly average working stiff that does an admirable job day in and day out for forty-five years, who has no legacy whatsoever. Never-mind the housewife who has only raised children, and has no artistic relics laying around that can be adored by the fawning media sycophants.
This movie was advertised as a science fiction tail about a animatron, but the animatron’s single redeeming feature, was writing out the name of the man who thought he should have been recognized far more than he was.
The take-away was that we should all realize how much Hollywood has done for us. After all, the entertainment industry has been so munificent to us knaves.
If the industry had even an ounce of class and truly understood the message of this film, it would have killed the project before the first frame had been shot, and those driving the project would have been dismissed for all time, as unfit to present views to a public audience.
When I first saw the trailer I also thought there was a science fiction aspect to it. I think it would be a huge stretch to label this film as being science fiction. I did notice that French society was pretty rough on its orphans though.