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France, United States · 2012
1h 34m
Director Quentin Dupieux
Starring Jack Plotnick, Eric Judor, Alexis Dziena, Steve Little
Genre Comedy, Mystery
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Unemployed burnout Dolph wakes up one morning to find that his beloved dog, Paul, is missing. This surreal comedy follows him as he journeys across Los Angeles searching for his canine companion, meeting some odd characters and unraveling a bizarre scheme along the way.
Plotnick is an appealing actor. He has the same sweetly knit brow and watery blue eyes as Breaking Bad’s Aaron Paul, but his character here is as flat as a pancake. Moreover, if you’ve seen the trailer for Wrong, you’ve seen the movie.
Village Voice by Alan Scherstuhl
The film's heady buzz is invigorating, and there are substantial pleasures—and laughs—to be found in all its real-life-just-gone-sour strangeness.
As this wry, dry and glittering near-masterpiece proclaims, life is full of wrongness, but also full of mystery and wonder.
A curious tale about a man searching for his missing dog in a suburban bubble where everything is a little askew, has some laughs, but it doesn’t take long for the absurdist humor to pall among a pileup of nonsensical ideas that would be funnier if grounded in a less hazy concept.
In its wonderfully irreverent way, Wrong makes it clear that this reality is never to be trusted as anything more than a succession of strange moments that coalesce into an abstract representation of the subjectivity that traps us all. This is the essence of new film noir, which challenges our perceptions through a series of compellingly ambiguous moments.
The Hollywood Reporter by John DeFore
If the premise isn't as attention-grabbing as Rubber's was, the execution should help build the filmmaker's following.
Weird for weirdness’s sake gets you only so far, however, and when Dupieux tries to connect all these strange goings-on to Dolph’s corporate-drone despondency, the movie takes a spurious turn toward rancid sentimentality. It seems that even a piece of dog excrement has feelings. Yuck.
The A.V. Club by Tasha Robinson
It’s a Dada daydream of a movie, but no one who sits through it can complain that they weren’t warned up front.
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