By Owen Gleiberman
Updated June 05, 1998 at 04:00 AM EDT
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  • Movie

A beautifully sinister and transfixing entertainment-age daydream. Truman Burbank (Jim Carrey) lives in a storybook community called Seahaven that?s actually a giant domed television studio. Everywhere he looks, he?s being filmed, observed, scrutinized; even his loved ones are actors, equipped with tiny cameras. Only he doesn?t know it. The paranoid ingeniousness of The Truman Show brings to mind David Lynch directing a smiley-faced “1984.” What makes the film a dizzy, transporting experience is the way that director Peter Weir, working from Andrew Niccol?s script, allows us intimate access to the eerie virtual reality of Truman?s world, which is portrayed as a hyper-clear dream of our own homogenized, theme-parked lives. Carrey turns Truman into a postmodern Capra hero. Watching the film, we?re desperate for Truman to break through Seahaven?s fourth wall — to become, for the first time, himself. More “Truman”:

The Truman Show

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  • Movie
mpaa
  • PG
director
  • Peter Weir

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