Review of The King of Marvin Gardens (1972) by Daniel K — 25 Feb 2011

2: It opens strong and finishes strong, but practically everything in between leaves something to be desired. The camera definitely loves Nicholson; there is something magnetic about his face and voice that makes the opening story quite fascinating.

However, over the course of the film these little soliloquies become less and less engaging. They just devolve, along with the rest of the film, into something depressing and bleak. We have a pretty good idea where the story is going from the outset, not in the details, but in terms of the tone and style.

There is absolutely nothing beautiful here; it is all dirty, dilapidated and uninspired. Atlantic City in winter as shot in the style of the 70's: I might have told you I'd rather slit my wrists than subject myself to it.

I'm exaggerating of curse, but I've never been a huge fan of 70's realistic cinematography. I usually prefer something a little more heightened and cinematic. I can understand how this might have seemed fresh and new at the time, but it just feels dated and past its prime as this later date.

The ending is rather touching though. It strikes just the right tone; very brave. I'd say one watches this either because one appreciates good performances or because one wishes to be transported back to a different cinematic era.