Film

Paranoid Park

Name: Paranoid Park
Genre: Drama, Crime
Released: 2007
Cast: Gabe Nevins, Dan Liu, Jake Miller, Taylor Momsen, Lauren McKinney

Gus Van Sant's fractured noir about a teenage skateboarder entangled in a murder he may have witnessed. Shot with lyrical restraint and a deliberately disjointed timeline, it prizes mood and moral ambiguity over plot clarity. For viewers patient with ellipsis and abstraction—those who want to *feel* a story unwind rather than follow it neatly.

TMDb rating

3.3

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