| David Thewlis | ... | Martin Frost | |
| Irène Jacob | ... | Claire Martin | |
| Michael Imperioli | ... | Jim Fortunato | |
| Sophie Auster | ... | Anna James | |
| rest of cast listed alphabetically: | |||
| Paul Auster | ... | Narrator (uncredited) | |
Directed by | |||
| Paul Auster | |||
Writing credits(WGA) | ||
| Paul Auster | (written by) | |
Produced by | |||
| Paul Auster | .... | producer | |
| Paulo Branco | .... | producer | |
| Greg Johnson | .... | executive producer | |
| Eva Kolodner | .... | executive producer | |
| Yael Melamede | .... | producer | |
| Peter Newman | .... | executive producer | |
Original Music by | |||
| Laurent Petitgand | |||
Cinematography by | |||
| Christophe Beaucarne | |||
Film Editing by | |||
| Tim Squyres | |||
Production Design by | |||
| Zé Branco | |||
Costume Design by | |||
| Adelle Lutz | |||
Production Management | |||
| Diana Coelho | .... | production manager | |
| Bruno Martins | .... | unit production manager | |
Sound Department | |||
| António Lopes | .... | assistant sound editor | |
| António Lopes | .... | foley recordist | |
| Miguel Martins | .... | sound editor | |
| Pedro Melo | .... | sound | |
Visual Effects by | |||
| Michael Turoff | .... | visual effects titles & animation | |
Camera and Electrical Department | |||
| Hugo Azevedo | .... | assistant camera | |
| Edmundo Díaz | .... | first assistant camera | |
| José Carlos Loureiro | .... | grip | |
Editorial Department | |||
| Cory Monden | .... | on-line editor: avid | |
| Ryan Murphy | .... | assistant editor | |
Other crew | |||
| Jen Dougherty | .... | assistant to producer | |
| Renata Sancho | .... | script supervisor | |
Thanks | |||
| Jamie Beeden | .... | thanks | |
| Vanja Cernjul | .... | thanks | |
| Céline Curiol | .... | thanks | |
| Griffin Dunne | .... | thanks | |
| Hal Hartley | .... | thanks | |
| Siri Hustvedt | .... | thanks | |
| Heidi Levitt | .... | thanks | |
| Philip Stockton | .... | thanks (as Phil Stockton) | |
| David Strathairn | .... | thanks | |
| Wim Wenders | .... | thanks | |
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what motivated me up to the new director's festival to catch 'martin frost' tonight was the brutal review that it got yesterday from the lead critic of the new york times, brutal dismissal, to be more accurate, 'the less said about (it) the better', she said, and i figured that any movie able to teach Ms Dargis the virtue of silence for even a few column inches would be worth the trip.
and worth the trip it was. we are brought into a paradise of limpidly beautiful visual textures. the oaken rhythms of a country house ensconced in a springtime parkland of luxuriant trees and luminous skies bestow the soothing natural blessing needed by the main character, martin frost (David Thewlis), a writer rubbed raw by the mechanics of finishing a novel in new york city. (Thewlis makes palpable the casualty of intrapsychic machinery sawed into daemonic reverb against the banausic hive). then paradise morphs into purgatory, leavened comedically, in Dante's sense, by the postmodern angelic visitations of Claire (Irene Jacobs) and Anna (Sophie Auster).
unfortunately, to my taste, the verbal dimensions of the film are flaccid, the logic more fanciful than imaginative, the narrative arc crippled by some irredeemably creaky plotting, especially at the crucial initiation of the relationship between martin and Claire where the seeds of common sense are thrown to the magpies of theatricality.
but so beguiling is the willful vulnerability of auster's fantasy, and the edgy interplay that it potentiates between Thewlis and Jacobs, and the camera, and later Sophie Auster, and the broad comedy of a rural everyman (Michael Imperioli), that it is very pleasant to be carried along on the visual foam of uncertain sensual delight, eddying into a feeling that this film's oddly louche light touch is uniquely adept at tracing some grave lineaments of the human heart.
go innocently.