If it weren't for the attempt to turn this into some pseudo-Charlie Kaufmann narrative, this film would have been much more successful. The tiny Wisconsin town became a character in itself. Jay Baruchel is quite capable, while Schuyler Fisk is magnetic. If only the writers/director chose not to indulge in that silly 'movie about a movie' approach, going so far as to give writing credit to protagonist "Reed Fish", the escapism so easily bestowed by the film wouldn't be so abruptly and painfully shattered. And for what ends? If the filmmaker insisted on Fish making a film to achieve some cathartic realization (which I can understand), the muddled fashion its presented, such as reintroducing central characters as actors and actresses playing the 'real' ones, is just absurd. It's rushed and handled sloppily. Even the central love interest, who we all fell in love with, is actually only some friend. The 'real' love interest ends up being some partially developed chick. So who cares when they get together in the end? I wasn't even sure who it was. Oh well. I loved this movie except for the third act - which is rather rare.
Review of I'm Reed Fish
