Film

American Beauty

Name: American Beauty
Genre: Drama
Released: 1999
Cast: Kevin Spacey, Annette Bening, Thora Birch, Wes Bentley, Mena Suvari

A late-90s tragicomedy narrated by a man already dead, wandering back through rose petals, a plastic bag caught in the wind, and a marriage gone cold. Sam Mendes shoots suburbia like a crime scene dressed as a postcard, all clipped lawns hiding quiet despair. It's for anyone who likes slow-burn character studies where dark comedy and real dread sit uncomfortably close, more mood than plot.

TMDb rating

8.0

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