Review: Even with the ultimate clock ticking, ‘Two Weeks to Go’ is more selfie than movie

It’s a long shot to categorize “Two Weeks to Go” as a “movie,” as it’s really just an hour-long video blog shot (poorly) on a laptop and iPhone. It’s written, directed and performed by filmmaker Cameron Pazirandeh, who plays a reclusive Los Angeles man claiming to have been given two weeks to live. In lieu of informing his family, he hopes his videos will be found by his loved ones after his death and possibly have some kind of a posthumous life.

That’s highly unlikely given that our main character rambles incoherently into his camera at home, sometimes breaking up the monotony by taking a jaunt to the beach. Other dramatic moments include a sequence where the wheezing of his aging laptop is too distracting to get through his tedious monologue. Despite the bleak situation, there is no trenchant wisdom to be unearthed here.

“Two Weeks to Go” is not a movie, it’s a sketch of a character study or a possible outline for a future project. It’s most definitely self-indulgent drivel. Toward the end, he ventures to an anonymous mall on the day he’s supposed to die, while lamenting, “I don’t know where I am right now, I don’t know what’s going on, I don’t know what it is.” The feeling is mutual, buddy.

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‘Two Weeks to Go’

Not rated

Running time: 55 minutes

Playing: Laemmle Playhouse, Pasadena

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