What Happened Was... (1994)

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Country: US
Technical: col 91m
Director: Tom Noonan
Cast: Tom Noonan, Karen Sillas

Synopsis:

Work colleagues meet at the girl's flat for a romantic dinner à deux, but the guy has not got the idea and is high-handed and insecure.

Review:

Awkward, poignant two-hander which unfolds like a one-act play. Noonan directs ably enough, cutting between close-up and two-shot, but only really seems to embrace the medium during the uncanny story reading, which almost belongs to a different film and then peters out. The film does, however, successfully adumbrate the singles scene for the pre-cell phone generation, via two individuals who seem to have bypassed yuppiedom. One senses Jackie has played the field in her twenties, only to find herself overlooked and on the shelf, while Michael never even got past Harvard before painful shyness sealed him off for good. The performances are well calibrated to match the gradual progress of inebriation, and it is good to see food actually being consumed, though the white wine bottle levels seem oddly resistant to chronology.


Country: US
Technical: col 91m
Director: Tom Noonan
Cast: Tom Noonan, Karen Sillas

Synopsis:

Work colleagues meet at the girl's flat for a romantic dinner à deux, but the guy has not got the idea and is high-handed and insecure.

Review:

Awkward, poignant two-hander which unfolds like a one-act play. Noonan directs ably enough, cutting between close-up and two-shot, but only really seems to embrace the medium during the uncanny story reading, which almost belongs to a different film and then peters out. The film does, however, successfully adumbrate the singles scene for the pre-cell phone generation, via two individuals who seem to have bypassed yuppiedom. One senses Jackie has played the field in her twenties, only to find herself overlooked and on the shelf, while Michael never even got past Harvard before painful shyness sealed him off for good. The performances are well calibrated to match the gradual progress of inebriation, and it is good to see food actually being consumed, though the white wine bottle levels seem oddly resistant to chronology.