Behind the scenes at the conception of _Citizen Kane_, as dictated by a fast-talking screenwriter who drank and gaffed his way out of a lucrative career in big-studio Hollywood. Herman J. Mankiewicz is said writer, a broken lush of the highest degree, who agrees to take the gloves off for a scathing cinematic shellacking of the famous William Randolph Hearst with the understanding that he'll remain anonymous. Wunderkind Orson Welles is happy to take the credit in his stead, then furious when the author has a change of heart and decides to stand behind his work after all.

Most of the story occurs during flashbacks, as Mank reflects upon his working life, grows increasingly resentful over the series of slights and missteps that led to his current predicament, and pours that sense of vengeful truth into the script. In his prime, he was a real cad, quick-witted and outspoken, a colorful product of the times even in warm, sepia-hinted black and white. Gary Oldman does characteristically well with the part, fluctuating between loud, biting humor in the heat of the moment and uncertain self-doubt in the softer personal breaks after he's removed foot from mouth, but it often feels like a beefed-up supporting role and not a lead in the traditional sense.

All the historical flashbacks are stuffed with references and name drops, an embarrassment of riches for classical cinephiles (or even fans of 20s and 30s cultural notoriety) that assumes an awful lot of existing knowledge from the viewing audience. If you aren't already sure who Hearst, Marion Davies and Louis B. Mayer were, you'll get a few strong hints, but you're going to miss a lot of implied depth. Speaking personally, I just recently finished a biography of Hearst that pretty well set the stage, and I still felt overwhelmed at times.

A lot of work went into getting the sights, sounds and textures of depression-era California right, and in that respect it's a slam dunk for compulsively-obsessed David Fincher. _Mank_ really feels like an immaculately-restored film from the golden age, which serves as beautiful compliment to the towering old backlots, sprawling palatial estates and smoke-cloaked executive offices which house most of the action. The screen shimmers and shines, even as the plot fails to change gears. It's a series of rich scenes left searching for a spark; the implication of menace without the arrival. As a historical fanboy, I was delighted to devour it, but as a moviegoer, I felt a little under-served.

[6.9/10] I am always fascinated by movies whose themes and ideas are recursive. That is to say, I’m intrigued when whatever a movie is trying to say can also be said about the movie. Ironically for *Mank*, a great example of this is *Saving Mr. Banks*, a 2013 film about the making of *Mary Poppins*. It stands for the idea that film and fiction can be used to remember the best parts of the people we love and scrub away the bad parts, which the 1960s period does for none other than Walt Disney.

*Mank* is a film about glorifying writers, about the way their long-nursed grudges and half-truths and personal peccadillos end up making it into their scripts, no matter how abstracted or generalized those elements may become in translation. It features its eponymous scribe punishing the likes of William Randolph Hearst and Louis B. Mayer for their misdeeds by spinning them in a particular light in his draft.

It’s not hard to see screenwriter Jack Fincher (late father of director David), himself a journalist-turned-screenwriter like the title character, playing with the truth of the California gubernatorial election, the writing of *Citizen Kane*, and Herman J. Mankiewicz’s role in both to make his own point about screenwriters being unsung and of a moral (or at least artistic) bankruptcy among the bigwigs who kick the humble scripturients around.

The catch is that, whoever deserves credit for the writing (and film historians have concluded that Orson Welles’s contributions were numerous, and potentially superseding), the results were that *Citizen Kane* is a masterpiece. Whatever concomitant beefs with Hollywood or politicking or simple storytelling Mr. Fincher has, the result is a film that’s perfectly fine, but that isn’t within bottle-throwing distance of the movie whose history it’s ostensibly retelling.

*Mank* is essentially *Shakespeare in Love* aimed at cinephiles rather than theater buffs. We see the actions of men like Hearst and Mayer and their various lieutenants and henchmen that were transfigured into Charles Foster Kane, his business manager, and the others that circumnavigated his life. We see Mank’s relationship with Marion Davies and how it influences the depiction of Susan Alexander. We see plenty of more specific moments like grand guignol soirees or stray lines that make their way into the finished product.

At times it veers on the cheesy or obvious. Outside of a few significant moments (mostly Mank’s bottle rolling out of his hand the way Kane’s snowglobe did), David Fincher never gets too cute with these parallels. But they’re also not necessarily interesting either, with the film’s take on Hearst, Davies, and Mayer, far less engrossing than that of Mank himself.

The closest this movie comes to a hook is the notion that the truth is worse than fiction, that Charles Foster Kane was rife with tragedy and lost ideals and other humanizing qualities that the real movers and shakers he and his coterie were based on lacked. Hollywood schmaltz and poetic license, in the Finchers’ tale, elevated them to a level of decency they didn’t deserve. And at the same time, *Mank* suggests its title character underserved *Citizen Kane*’s leading lady, with the real figure even more sympathetic, but also sharper and more adept, than her celluloid counterpart.
The problem is that, for a film that makes such pains to underscore that *Citizen Kane* was art that didn’t talk down to its audience or hold its hand, the signature scene of *Mank* features a seemingly endless monologue from the eponymous screenwriter where he all but announces all of this and how he’ll inject it into Welles’s famous picture, to the people he’ll use for his roman a clef. There is zero subtlety to it, or much of anything in the picture, just a thundering confirmation of how and why Mr. Mankewicz decided to go after Hearst in his screenplay.

At least Fincher the Younger pays some nice tribute to *Citizen Kane* in style and approach. Beyond the black and white color-grading, the look and feel of the film aims to capture that 1940s aesthetic and tone. True to the inspiration, *Mank* also uses a non-linear approach, jumping between past that informs the present. Even the sound design clearly took some pain to recreate a classic vibe. At times, it feels more like a gimmick than an organic extension of the story, but its fidelity is impressive, and it’s a nice homage the cinematic classic.

The Finchers argue that Mankiewicz deserves more credit for that classic, but doesn’t make him all that engrossing as a central figure. The Mank of the film that bears his name is a drunk and degenerate gambler who can spin a bon mot and may be hiding a heart of gold. But his witticisms feel stock and over-packed into the film’s banter, and the beats he hits over the course of the movie make him scan as a standard issue “difficult man.” It’s no one’s fault that the self-destructive genius whose principles and methods are both his salvation and his downfall has become such a stock trope in the modern day. But it leaves the character of Mankiewicz, and Gary Oldman’s able but familiar performance of him, far less memorable or reakrable than the film needs them to be.

Despite that, *Mank* is yet another movie about movie-making, slickly produced with awards-calibrated performances and a message about paying tribute to the crafters of dreams while slating the money men who fund them. It’s sure to clean-up on that basis alone. (And it would be especially ironic if it managed to win more Oscars than *Citizen Kane* itself.) Beyond that, it juggles a parallel story with well-done tributes to the era it represents and creditable nods to its hallowed forebear. The ingredients are there, not just for an Academy crowd-pleaser, but for a solid film.

*Mank* just never rises above that. *Citizen Kane* bent and broke the truth as much, if not more than this film does, but got at a more essential humanity and even profundity in what it made out of the pieces. The best you can say for its “making of” successor is that it has the boldness to say the inspirations and creation of that seminal filmic work were much uglier and lacking in those qualities than Welles’s movie might suggest. But for a movie devoted to one of cinema’s great groundbreaking works, it does so in a surprisingly rote fashion.

“Jeepers!”

6 years without a David Fincher film, but he finally returns with an unexpected and quite polarizing movie. He returns not only with a feature film, but his sassy "hot takes".

I seem to be the odd one out here, in terms of liking this...oh well.

‘Mank’ is absolutely mankificent! Also, my sincere apology for that unforgivable pun, I just couldn’t resist. I loved the acting, the score, the directing, the writing, and I loved it even more on a second watch. A movie centered around the golden age of Hollywood that felt so classy, and yet very timely.

Timely in terms of communism and how film studios were struggling to find new ways to attract audiences back to the cinema’s, since they recent efforts barley made a dime. I found the political and economic undertone of the story were the best part about the movie. It shows why Mank and Wells were so passionate about making "Citizen Kane", and it allows us to appreciate the film not only from a technical stand point, but for themes the creators were exploring in it. It makes you look at ‘Citizen Kane’ more differently and hopefully helps us recognize the power of political narrative in popular media, and its effect on everyday life.

It’s less about the making of ‘Citizen Kane’ and more about the screen writer himself, Herman J. Mankiewicz and the ever-changing hardships that Hollywood faced in the 1930’s, way before “the great depression”. This is not 100% a true story nor do I believe Fincher was aiming for that, as he instead chooses to focus more on Mankiewicz perspective, an unreliable alcoholic that blurs the line between what is true and isn't.

But firstly, I do recommend watching ‘Citizen Kane’ before this movie for two main reasons:

1). To understand some of the references in the movie, both in dialogue and visual references.
2). I think you should just watch ‘Citizen Kane’ if you haven’t, because, um...I heard it’s pretty good.

David Fincher is somebody that I admire both as a filmmaker and as a human being. His advice on film is incredibly insightful and inspiring, but he has a personality of a punk rocker which makes him compelling to watch and listen, which all that elements always carry through into his work. With ‘Mank’, it’s a complete departure from Fincher's other work in terms of tone and everything else. Halfway through the movie you completely forget he directed it. There are no serial killers, no violence, and no Mark Zuckerberg. However, it’s not to say his visual style, extreme attention to detail, and humour isn’t present. This is not just a love letter to Hollywood, but a critical one as well. He relishes in the creative side of the artists. He also despises the industries treatment of the artists and the cold business strategy. Fincher is good at reading people like a book and he sure knows a thing or two about studio meddling. Still, it’s a bittersweet to see his late father, Jack Fincher, who wrote the screenplay for this movie, get screen credit at the beginning, all these years after his death. And while Fincher may have harsh feelings towards Orson Welles, but there is no denying Fincher has respect for the man. So, I do not believe this is an anti-Welles movie.

Everything on a technical standpoint is an absolute marvel. I was completely blown away on my first watch when there is a screen transition; all the lights, natural or from lamps, will slowly dim out first, while the actors are the last ones. I also love the little cigarette burn in a couple of shots. Erik Messerschmidt's cinematography is absolutely stunning in black and white. He perfectly uses the light and shadows for each scene to make it look so rich and have depth to it. The editing and clean cuts really made the dialogue scenes have a certain flow to it. Not forgetting the top-notch audio work in the movie, which sounds very echoey and fits in the period of movie making.

Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross' score is terrific and effectively uses every authentic period instruments of that era, delivering a sharp and old-fashion score that evokes not only Old Hollywood, but ‘Citizen Kane’.

Gary Oldman is phenomenal as the title lead, Mankiewicz, a man who was more drunk than sober. A comical yet grounded portrayal to the uncredited alcoholic, as he looks so bloated and mentally absorbed that it’s a miracle he is always on schedule with work. Gary Oldman is so slick and charming in the role that I can understand why people put up with Mank’s unprofessional behaviour. People seem to be bothered with Oldman’s casting, as apparently he is “too old to play the role”, since in the movie Mank himself states he is 43 years old, while Oldman is 62. Well, if you look at any photos of Mankiewicz, he looked so much older than his actual age. There was one photo of him when he was 44 but looked mid-60. All thanks to alcohol and smoking that aged him like sour milk, because back then nobody took care of themselves, as health and mental wellbeing was the last thing to think about, and Mank did no favours for himself. My grandma once had a friend who sadly died due to heavy drinking and smoking a couple of years ago. She abused the substance so much that she lost the sense of taste in her mouth, so every food tasted awful to her and she didn’t eat at all, which made her weight drop down until she was flesh and bone. I remembered how she looked; saggy and loose skin, her black stained teeth hanging on for dear life on her gums, and bony features. She was 39 but looked 60! So yeah, this whole age thing is completely pointless and can be easily justified. And besides, Oldman is brilliant in the role.

Amanda Seyfried also delivers an excellent performance as Marion Davies, Aka “Dulcinea”, nick named after the fictional character in the two-part novel ‘Don Quixote’. Her golden hair, rosy cheeks, coral lips, her neck alabaster, her bosom marble. Ivory her hands and whiteness her snow. ‘Dulcinea’ means sweetness in translation. Seyfried is the type of actor that has been around for quite a while now, and yet hasn’t had a breakout role. In ‘Mank’, Seyfried finally gets her time to shine and it is glorious to watch.

The other cast members all did a fantastic job in the supporting roles. Arliss Howard is great as the tactful and emotional movie producer Louis B. Mayer. Charles Dance, man what a presence and he left such an impression on me despite the small screen time as William Randolph Hearst. He could stare and say no words and still convey what he is really thinking. Lily Collins, Tom Pelphrey, and Tuppence Middleton all did a great job and stood on their own next to Gary Oldman. While there are loads of characters, but I still found them all quite interesting and equally had compelling arcs.

Tom Burke’s portrayal as Orson Welles is nothing short than amazing. His voice and mannerism are so on point its kind of terrifying. While it’s a shame his screen time is tiny, even so, I can see why that decision was made. We all know about Orson Welles, but little on Herman Mankiewicz. In this movie, we see a lot of Hermie, and see little of Welles.

The movie is not for everyone as I have seen my fair share of mixed reactions. I can totally understand why somebody may find the movie boring, or pointless, or hollow, or frustrated by how its structured. However, I am the complete opposite. I was never bored watching it and I wouldn’t call my experience hollow if I laughed and was deeply moved by it. Polarizing to say the least, so if you are going to check it out, then I recommend going in and form your own opinion rather on what other people have said.

Me on the other hand, I stan for MANK!!!!!!!!

Overall rating: It blew my wig off!

As I'm reading J. Hoberman's "An Army of Phantoms", it's quite fascinating to see persons that are subject in the book be beatured on the big screen. Albeit a bit fictionalized, it takes place before the events in the book. Back in the day, politics shaped movies way more than they do now. (Although there are examples of this happening to appease certain nations in the world.) Propaganda in movies to shape the public's mind is something only Herman J. Mankiewicz frowns upon in Mank.

It took me longer to watch because I had to keep consulting Google and IMDB for the period correct mentions of events and persons. I left the movie not only better informed about how Citizen Kane came to be written, the impression I now have of the people involved helps me to humanize them. They're no longer just names on a page for me. The magic of the movies.

One has to mention the thorough effort to establish the particular sense of nostalgia for the 80-year old setting. They way it is filmed brings forth the unmitigated sense that this is a passion project. David Fincher did not hold back turning this era-defining story into this skillful product, although I do feel sorry for the actors having to go through multiple takes to reach his defenition of perfection. (Stanley Kubrick-flashbacks anyone?).

However, that leaves us with a picture that has accomplished acting, remeniscant of old Hollywood that is neither glamorous nor dismissive. If you love movies, this is a perfect addition to your "Must Watch"-list.

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This last week of mine has been one of the most challenging I've ever had since I started this project. Not only due to the number of David Fincher's films (Se7en, Fight Club, Zodiac, The Social Network, Gone Girl) I (re)watched in preparation for Mank (plus Citizen Kane), but also because these aren't exactly movies I usually review this quick. Since Zodiac was the only first-watch of this bunch, I was able to surprise myself and fly through the writing process, actually managing to deliver each article daily as I idealized. Finally, the time for one of Netflix's biggest baits for the upcoming awards season had arrived, so I watched Fincher's latest yesterday night.

Clearly, I'm a fan of Fincher's style, as my opinions about his filmography prove, so I always expect one of the best films of the respective year to come out of his work. However, having in mind the biographical premise, I know that this type of movie heavily relies on its storytelling. In my case, if a film like this isn't able to offer me new relevant information about a subject I already possess some knowledge of, then inevitably I'll end up disappointed. Even if I still receive these new story details, the transmission must be performed in a compelling manner, which usually these movies fail to do, basing their scripts too much on lazy exposition. So, I tried to keep my expectations moderately high yet realistic and hopeful.

Before I share my thoughts, a quick disclaimer. Mank will undoubtedly generate quite a divisive response from the general public. Why? From something as simple as the fact that the film is on black-and-white to the crime that is people not knowing a single thing about Citizen Kane (including never seeing it) but still choosing to watch Mank, there will be countless examples of viewers who will watch the latter with terribly unrealistic expectations. Audiences all around the world will find this movie "boring, uneventful", and say stuff like, "I fell asleep five minutes in", "another artsy B&W uninteresting film for critics to blindly love". Some of these comments will unavoidably come from people who just sat on their couch and clicked a random flick that they saw on Netflix.

The marketing campaign could never place a pre-requirement to watch Mank, but I can, and I will. As straightforward and honest as I possibly can: if you've never watched Citizen Kane in your life, then either you do it before even opening your streaming service, or please, skip Mank because you'll probably not enjoy it at all. I firmly believe only 1/1000 viewers will like the latter if they have zero knowledge about Orson Welles' iconic movie. Ideally, (re)watch it, and research a bit about its background: what lead to the creation of the film, who was involved, what controversies surrounded the movie… I know what you're thinking: isn't that what Mank is supposed to tell me about? This takes me to one of my issues with the film.

There are basically two options in this genre: either the director and/or the screenwriter choose to help the audience follow the story by introducing them to what they will witness, or they jump straight into the narrative itself. Fincher doesn't waste a second helping the audience understand what's happening or, in some cases, who even are the characters. Either the viewers know what they're getting themselves into (like I advise above) or prepare yourself for an incredibly intricate narrative, wholly packed with flashbacks, side stories, and many, many characters.

This will be a significant reason why some people will definitely dislike this movie. I researched and studied Citizen Kane to exhaustion, and I still felt lost during some periods due to the overwhelming amount of subplots and its characters. Then, even though the following is connected to one of the aspects I love the most about Mank, there are at least a couple of other characters besides Herman J. Mankiewicz who I wish I could have learned more about, mainly Marion Davies (Amanda Seyfried) and Joseph L. Mankiewicz (Tom Pelphrey), the protagonist's brother. On the other hand, this also means that despite the high number of characters, most are indeed quite interesting, possessing emotionally compelling arcs.

I just noticed I started my review stating my issues with the film, but don't be mistaken: I really, really like it. However, since I'm already here, I might as well let out my remaining problem. So, this isn't close to anything Fincher has done before. It genuinely feels like a remarkably personal project that he surely would have loved to share with his late father, Mank's posthumously screenwriter, Jack Fincher (I'll refer to him as Jack from now on, keeping Fincher related to David). If there's one thing I expected from this movie was Fincher paying homage to Citizen Kane through the technical aspects, including the narrative structure profoundly based on flashbacks to justify a particular opinion, conversation, or event happening in the present.

Evidently, Mank follows the exact same storytelling method as Citizen Kane, and despite it being a brilliant decision from David and/or Jack Fincher, the former lets it take over the story instead of elevating it. The flashbacks are mostly earned and well-placed in the narrative, but sometimes it comes across as a mere technical feature exclusively to make that comparison with Citizen Kane, instead of its execution improving the story both Fincher want to tell. Nevertheless, these issues of mine are far from ruining the entire viewing, much on the contrary.

When it comes to my number one requirement, Fincher nails it perfectly. I loved getting to know the real-life inspirations that led Mankiewicz to create one of the greatest screenplays of all-time, as well as the shocking (and unknown to me) conditions he had to work on. It's truly a filmmaking miracle to be able to write a masterpiece in the space of two months, being physically and mentally debilitated. Despite the imperfect efficiency of the flashbacks, most develop impactful characters in Mankiewicz's life, and I can't deny that it's a joy for any film lover to see or even hear the mention of some famous filmmakers from that time. Nevertheless, a character is only as great as the actor who portrays it (and vice-versa).

Gary Oldman is undoubtedly a contender for this year's Best Actor awards. It would be a major snub for him not to be exhaustingly nominated on every single ceremony. I believe his performance in Darkest Hour as Winston Churchill is more visibly riveting (I've never been so captivated during a war drama before), but his phenomenal display in Mank is hard to deny. From his hilarious yet grounded portrayal of a drunk Mankiewicz to his more sober, sincere attitude, Oldman demonstrates mind-blowing variation, with his physical performance having a notable influence on the overall result. There's no doubt that he carries the entire narrative on his shoulders, and he does it effortlessly.

However, Oldman is far from being the only bright spot. Amanda Seyfried can very well get her first serious awards season as the extremely captivating Marion Davies. Seyfried manages to deliver an exquisite balance between the purposefully exaggerated voice mannerisms and Marion's real personality. Tom Pelphrey is also extraordinary as Mankiewicz's brother, whom I immediately researched about as soon as I finished the movie. The intensity with which Pelphrey expresses some sentences is becoming one of his trademark characteristics.

I've seen many people talking about these two actors, but Lily Collins (Rita Alexander) portrays my favorite character besides the protagonist. As Mankiewicz's secretary, Lily explores her character in such a heartfelt, authentic manner that, at times, I wished to go back to the present not because of learning more about Citizen Kane's screenplay actually being written, but due to Rita Alexander's interactions with her "boss". Their conversations are some of the most satisfying moments of the entire film, and I genuinely cared for both of them.

I know that most of my readers probably don't care about technicalities, but if you've been following me for enough time, you know I value the technical aspects when they significantly impact the movie. Well, I dare state that a massive reason why I enjoy Mank so much is the near-perfect technical homage that Fincher pays to Orson Welles' precedent-setting film. From tiny little details like a "cigarette burn" here and there (I counted eight, and if you don't know what this means, then you clearly didn't watch Citizen Kane) to similar shot composition, Fincher creates flawless resemblances to the "greatest movie of all-time" in almost every scene, including his own version of a "Rosebud" moment.

This obviously means that Erik Messerschmidt's cinematography is absolutely stunning. Erik previously worked with Fincher on Mindhunter, proving now that his film career still has a lot of ground to cover. Kirk Baxter could very well be nominated for Best Film Editing, and I can easily picture the exact scene the ceremony would show to demonstrate the seamless, clean cuts which make dialogues easier to follow. Donald Graham Burt, who has worked with Fincher since Zodiac, offers an exceptional production design, but it's Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross' score that steals the show for me. Using only period-authentic instruments, Reznor and Ross deliver a rich, unique, memorable tribute to Bernard Herrmann's work.

All in all, Netflix releases another massive contender for the awards season, Mank. With the perfectionist, dedicated David Fincher at the helm, his late father's screenplay ends up being Fincher's most personal project so far. It's a wonderful homage not only to Citizen Kane but also to the 30s/40s decades. Technically, every single component is award-worthy: cinematography, editing, production design, and especially the score. Fincher works with his team to deliver impressively similar iconic scenes and precedent-setting technical characteristics from Orson Welles' impactful movie. Outstanding performances across the board, but expect nominations flying the way of Gary Oldman, Amanda Seyfried, and Lily Collins. However, Fincher's identical narrative structure to the 1941's flick sometimes feels just like a clever tribute instead of actually elevating the story. Jack Fincher's screenplay is overwhelmingly crowded with side stories and characters, making it challenging to follow comprehensibly, especially for viewers without any knowledge about the respective matter. Fortunately, the primary mission of representing Herman J. Mankiewicz's real-life inspirations that led to arguably one of the best screenplays ever written is flawlessly accomplished, making Mank a must-see for any film lover, as long as the viewer has at least watched the so-called "greatest movie of all-time".

Rating: A-