Bruno's Return Still claiming high places in the Hollywood hierarchy, but already well-established Bruce Willis gives a completely unexpected appearance. He plays a musician. Famous, successful, wise, stupid. Like Bowie or Kurt Cobain or Bob Dylan or Ray Charles. Well, everything else makes the unexpected construction of the tape. Instead of the usual pseudo-biographical baritons, we get a graceful documentary about a fictional person. Many famous people, such as Michael J. Fox, will be enthusiastic about the creative and personal benefits of this genius. In this simple way we indirectly go into the realm of marketing wars and impromptu Andy Warhol. Creativity turns into a commodity that, regardless of artistic value, must be sold, and all means are good. The place of the star cannot be vacant, and it is formed by such discussions, and not by her talent.
Everything turns out to be simple and elegant. While the viewer thinks about what is happening in front of him, Bruce Willis already uses his charm to the fullest, showing everyone that he can cope with the role of a world celebrity. And bold stylistics, completely excluding any artistic sketches selflessly replacing reality, to my taste somewhat anticipates the appearance of “In bed with Madonna” by Alek Keshishyan.
5 out of 10