She asks him if he wants to fool around. Discover these Birdman quotes and witness the role that put Michael Keaton back on the map in one of the best movies of 2014. If they do, they can look at the huge number of people standing out there on the set who will have to do the whole thing again. Popularity is the slutty little cousin of prestige. Well, as Mike Shiner already explained to her, she’s “special.” Obviously Sam has had her own coping issues before Birdman begins since she spent months in rehab. She has a powerful visage with huge eyes … but at the end we swear they were SFX’d larger.Edward Norton creates the serious actor Mike Shiner well enough to thoroughly deserve a Best Supporting Actor award.

Mike Shiner. Riggan is torn between prestige and popularity. We were at the filming of the It’s basically a backstage movie. The film creates ripples, or circles. In Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance), Michael Keaton plays former blockbuster movie star Riggan Thomson - remembered best for portraying comic book hero Birdman on the big screen (back in the 1990s). Tweet +1. Like However, Keaton’s despair and angst and voices in his head and fantasies are all seen in such tight close up, that it has a lot to say about the human condition, the process of aging and losing relevance in the world, acting, reality v fantasy. Birdman reflects the popularity side, the mainstream success that failed to bring him happiness. He also gets to take a few mighty punches and wrestle with Keaton … echoing Things may change over twenty years. Mike Shiner Quotes in Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) (2014) Share. Mike Shiner may also have been a product of Riggan's imagination. Raja Sen reviews Birdman in three sentences, as a tribute to the film's brilliant one-take technique. Michael Keaton’s character has a brilliant exchange with the theatre critic (Lindsay Duncan) who says she will kill the play. The unaccompanied drum score by Antonio Sanchez is totally effective. a film which unfolds dizzyingly and dramatically and takes us on a journey that,holds so much for each of us to take back and so much to seduce us,the narrative visuals tugging us along as if we’re reading a novel that doesn’t allow pause  -- a novel disgusted by the idea of pause, even, a book that makes sure we can’t look away -- and yet a book that makes us wonder about ego and life and self-importance,and perhaps fixating on the film’s novel-ty is just what director Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu intended,with this singular comedic masterpiece surpassing all his previous, occasionally overwrought works,in fact surpassing most modern movies with a freaky flourish and with such gorgeous, gorgeous audacity...Allow me here to suggest that you think of these ellipses here in this piece not as breaks in flow but as drum solos,as wondrous bursts of force like the ones punctuating the film courtesy of stunning drummer Antonio Sanchez and his terrific score which lets us glory in all the magnificent detail for example, there is a baby on the way for Riggan Thomson, but that doesn’t seem to matter to him as much,which is somewhat understandable considering the fact that he, an actor best known for a superhero franchise he left behind two decades ago but can never quite shake off,is sticking his wrinkly neck out and putting it on the line by creating a Broadway showcase for himself,in a bid to earn himself legitimacy as an actor and finally exorcise his superhero demons,but then is his spandexed alter-ego a hindrance or something he needs,one that defines him and holds him together even as he aims to spread his wings into the unfamiliar in order to more keenly etch out his own celebrity status,trying to make sure he leaves behind a legacy -- a quest, it seems,that matters more to him than his pregnant girlfriend or his surly ex-junkie daughter, a bright girl burying her exceptional eyes under gothic layers of kohland one who seems catastrophically attracted to Mike Shiner, a Broadway superstar who is literally potent only when on stage,but despite being a quotable, sharp, spectacularly talented actor who always thinks he knows best, Shiner is actually perhaps even more oblivious about his sense of self,but he is Inarritu’s entertainer, his jack-in-the-box, the man we enjoy following around the most,with clever, canny editing making long takes merging into one-another with magically few seams showing,a modern day take on Hitchcock’s Rope but on digital steroids, the kind of miraculous gimmick that could have been tiresome in the wrong handsbut here the flight is a marvelous one, the film going from night to day without looking away -- one shot with Shiner and Thomson’s daughter Sam on the roof of a theatre,has the two talking and then the camera cants upward to the sky, following a swirl of cigarette smoke and then, after staying there for just a moment, the night melts into day and the camera swooshes down onto the busting midday street,and this shot, with its poetry and its radical beauty, melted my mind and just typing about it is making my keyboard-drumming fingers tremble -- and this is whatusing the tools at hand today to craft something previously impossible and present us with a film worth watching twice because the first time viewer is liable to just ogle this work of staggering genius;I, for one, watched it thrice in a week the first time I got the chance to watch it, and remain bowled over, besotted, enchanted, and who wouldn’t be,with the kind of actors on display here, Michael Keaton and Edward Norton and Emma Stone -- who each come with superhero-movie baggage of their own, sure, but happen also to be people who have been replaced or killed off in superhero movies,movies notorious for nobody really dying or staying dead -- and they each dole out virtuoso acts, with Norton showing off obvious mastery (while playing an obvious master),Stone gliding on the edge of ineffability with a crucial role and perhaps the film’s most important lines,and Keaton himself playing it close to the bone, playing his near-mythological hero with vulnerability and style while also putting on the bird-suit and rocking it good,but then, but then, everyone is so good in this film,from each of the screenwriters to Andrea Riseborough to the man playing a disgruntled Indian cabbie,and by the time the film ends with a moment of heartbreaking perfection, the eyes have it -- as do the ayes, for what good is a critic who remains closed off from the unobvious conjuror,a critic who can’t delight in this magical a wingspan, this film neatly putting us all in our place -- and I don’t just mean us professional nitpickers and recommenders of movies -- but each and every one of us with opinions that could be wiped out in an instant, for,as a sign in Thomson’s dressing room says so astutely, ‘A thing is a thing, not what is said of that thing.’