
In New York's storied Chelsea Hotel, a novelist, a dancer, a painter, a poet, an aged jazz singer, and a young troubadour sort out their personal and artistic lives within walls haunted by the likes of Dylan Thomas, O. Henry, and Sarah Bernhardt. A boozy novelist balances wife, mistress, and stories. A dancer who's a waitress in the basement club chooses between a Hollywood jerk and a local painter. A youth from Minnesota who composes and sings may be the next Bob Dylan. A po... (Full plot summary below)
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In New York's storied Chelsea Hotel, a novelist, a dancer, a painter, a poet, an aged jazz singer, and a young troubadour sort out their personal and artistic lives within walls haunted by the likes of Dylan Thomas, O. Henry, and Sarah Bernhardt. A boozy novelist balances wife, mistress, and stories. A dancer who's a waitress in the basement club chooses between a Hollywood jerk and a local painter. A youth from Minnesota who composes and sings may be the next Bob Dylan. A poet decides to give her feckless boyfriend another chance, even as her eyes tell us she knows what's ahead. An old jazz artist wants to place a bet and share his love for Lady Day. These walls do seem to talk.
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| Los Angeles TimesKevin ThomasEthan Hawke, in his feature directorial debut, has brought Nicolette Burdette's play to the screen with fluid grace and a perfect blend of dreaminess and grit, expressed in camerawork that seems to float and in Jeff Tweedy's shimmering, gently insistent score. |
| Countingdown.comLarry CarrollThere is a certain sense of experimentation and improvisation to this film that may not always work, but it is nevertheless compelling. |
| Old School ReviewsJohn A. NesbitLinklater fans, or pretentious types who want to appear avant-garde will suck up to this |
| Matinee MagazineChuck RudolphConfirms the nagging suspicion that Ethan Hawke would be even worse behind the camera than he is in front of it. |
| Dallas Morning NewsPhilip WuntchThe cinematic equivalent of patronizing a bar favored by pretentious, untalented artistes who enjoy moaning about their cruel fate. |
| Seattle TimesJohn HartlThe movie is essentially a series of fleetingly interesting actors' moments. |
| Laramie Movie ScopeRobert RotenThis is a very ambitious project for a fairly inexperienced filmmaker, but good actors, good poetry and good music help sustain it. |
| Chicago Sun-TimesRoger EbertMovies like this do not grab you by the throat. You have to be receptive. |
| One Guy's OpinionFrank SwietekA dreary, incoherent, self-indulgent mess of a movie in which a bunch of pompous windbags drone on inanely for two hours...a cacophony of pretentious, meaningless prattle. |
| CompuserveHarvey S. KartenDeadly dull, pointless meditation on losers in a gone-to-seed hotel. |