I think the film almost made a mockery of the "creative person" by inundating the story with one cliche after another. There was so much more to Van Gogh's life than the end, and they misinterpreted some very well known facts, or twisted them around. The movie doesn't say much, other than Vincent was very nearly a raving madman, and his brother a syphilatic one. There are a lot of holes left in the story, as well...everyone knows that when he cut off his earlobe, he went down into a nearby brothel and handed it to a prostitute and told her to "keep this item carefully." Why leave that part out, when so many other instances are magnified under microscopic scrutiny? Also, he shot himself in the chest, not the side, and when he went back to his home, no one actually noticed at first that he was even wounded. It said nothing of his art, only studying the final days of his madness, and not even truly accurately. The movie doesn't let you get to know any of the characters much at all, and when they do some very rash things, it's suddenly out of nowhere, with no explanations suggested.
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