Review: Pretend That You Love Me


Carter Nowak, Reporter

What’s the future of cinema?

I was unsure for a bit. Was the hyper-funded action movie headed for its demise as everyone in the world got a camera? Was arthouse headed for a renaissance like never before? 

I don’t know the answer to that, but what I do know is that Joel Haver is doing whatever it may be right. 

At the beginning of the year, I set out to watch two movies a day for as many days as I could. As I didn’t want to watch over four hours of TV a day, I was desperate for short, dense films. 

Haver seemed like a blessing. Most of his films clock in at no more than 90 minutes. His most recent, Pretend That You Love Me, may be his masterpiece. 

A well-measured mix of docu-style filmmaking mixed with a compelling loose narrative leaves a great taste in my mouth. It’s warm, dark, but most of all, violently human. To say much more would all but ruin the experience. 

This is what the future of cinema looks like—one where everyone in the world has access to a camera. If you don’t, your neighbor does. 

Every experience anyone could ever feel will be captured on a camera. A gift for the world to see.