I don't have much to say about this film. It was in most ways a work of art, with a great performance by Willem Dafoe who portrays Vincent, even if he is at least two decades too old for the role. He sinks underneath Vincent's skin as the film covers the last several years of his life, as his mind becomes more and more unstable. But he thrives on painting and needs to do that to survive, despite living a penniless existence dependent on his brother's financial support.
While brilliant, I found it plodding and boring without much of anything driving it forward, there is some conflict between Paul Gaughin (Oscar Isaac) and Vincent and the other more famous artists.
While the performances are good, the plot is odd, with some strings of dialogue being repeated over again. Grade: B
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