Creative Control
Set in near future Brooklyn, the movie follows a man (Benjamin Dickinson) who uses a pair of virtual-reality glasses to conduct an affair with a hologram of his buddy's (Dan Gill) girlfriend (Alexia Rasmussen).
5 February 1981, El Paso, Texas, USA
17 July 1970, Hitchin, England, UK
23 May 1966, Worcester, Massachusetts, USA
31 May 1987, Chapel Hill, North Carolina, USA
1 October 1986, Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
28 June 1981, Fountain, Colorado, USA
23 July 1986, Malden, Massachusetts, USA
3 December 1995, Rockaway Beach, Queens, New York City, New York, USA
12 August 1952, Brooklyn, New York, USA
6 May 1971, Jackson, Mississippi, USA
1975, New Haven, Connecticut, USA
25 October 1960, Bordeaux, Gironde, France
March 23, 2016
It's not easy to make a satire like this without crankiness, or to bring a new talent to the buckshotting of that sitting duck known as Nouveau Brooklyn, where "Namaste" is the Tibetan word for "f--- you."
March 18, 2016
Creative Control looks more interesting than it is.
March 17, 2016
Like Antonioni, Dickinson is less interested in narrative structure and character development, but there's a problem here: He has nothing new to say about technology, alienation and the lost art of romance.
March 19, 2016
A legitimately stylish close to a strainingly trendy film, suggesting that Dickinson may indeed have some talent if he could only get over himself.
July 01, 2016
The people in this future are shallow, selfish and depressing.
March 24, 2016
The movie is like Manhattan with mobile phones, and in fact the idea of constructing one's own reality fits right in with the Woody Allenesque tone.
March 18, 2016
While it hits some of the usual sci-fi tropes, Creative Control's center of gravity isn't tech itself, but the relationships of those who use it.
March 25, 2016
Shot in black-and-white, with some smartly strategic use of color, Creative Control has a sleek, polished look that belies its indie beginnings.
March 17, 2016
At times, I felt like I was out on a date with "Creative Control," only to find the movie kept checking its hair in the mirror every five minutes.
March 19, 2016
It captures Brooklyn's trendy Williamsburg neighborhood in a whole new light. Shame the film couldn't do the same with its lame attempts at satire. But, hey, that's reality. And as we all know, it bites.
March 17, 2016
Even after establishing David as a panicky wreck addicted to his morning Xanax chewables and evening booze, the movie doesn't dramatize his ensuing breakdown so that it makes sense or generates much sympathy.
