Life is even harder in real life but this movie does bring it to the screen. my first thought when reading the "critical" reviews what that people don't want to see the reality. these are mostly people that walk on by ignoring. Not all people who are homeless are mental ill. some that are fall deeper in. People in general don't like reality movies. I had read an article when it was released that people didn't recognize RG during filming. I have know many homeless people and have slept in my car several times lived in transient motels and worked whenever I could. The sad reality is that too many people in America live like this. the film was real.

A simple story of a complicated life. A lonely man who was someone sometime is now reduced to the condition of a homeless and family less looking for shelter and food. He has no identity card of any kind which makes it difficult for him to get social security help or even a birth certificate copy. He was somebody once, he is nobody now and knows it. He has got an estranged daughter whom he meets from time to time at the bar where she works but who doesn't want to have any kind of relationship with him although she helps him sometimes with a beer or little money. He travels from homeless shelter to homeless shelter and subjects himself to long bureaucratic questionings trying to get documentary and security help. He meets another homeless man, an Afroamerican with whom he establishes a more humane relationship. This one is rather talkative and boasts of being (or having been) a jazz player. The last scene seems to show however that may be a more sentimental relation with his estranged daughter is about to start. Richard Gere does an excellent job as the protagonist.

People who rated this movie higher than 1 clearly never had to deal with people with mental illness.What was the moral of the story?, proof that our system is screwed up? Sad fact is that unless you have Federal and State governments, and the Judicial system working together to commit the mentally ill to mental institutions, people who cannot or will not (i.e.) refuse to seek treatment and follow their doctor's advice homelessness will continue the same holds true for those with chemical dependency and self medicating mentally ill.My former and now deceased fiancé suffered from the symptoms of Bipolar Depression and PTSD, I met her back in late 2013 when she lived in the apartment right below mine, she immediately told me about her mental illnesses, she failed to tell me that the symptoms were far from under control.My mentally ill former fiancé self medicated, she drank liquor that intensified the symptoms of her Bipolar Depressionand she smoke Marijuana, since the primary symptom of PTSD is Paranoid Schizophrenia the THC intensified her paranoia.My mentally ill former, and now deceased fiancé tried committing suicide overdosing on Lithium kicked in my apt. door, wrecking door and door frame, spent 7-9 days at county mental hospital, was evicted from the apt. complex I still reside at.A year later my former and now deceased fiancé, 9 mos. earlier we both mutually agreed that due to her illness she was unable to maintain a serious relationship with any man, as I was saying she attempted suicide a 2nd time, this time she tried by overdosing on Latuda and Lamictal, I was not present at the time, yes she was institutionalized for a time, but unaware of how long.October 10, 2015, 7 mos. from her 2nd attempt at her 2nd attempt at committing suicide, she was living with a couple who knew what her mental issues were, the man in the relationship has mental issues of his own, as I was saying he had a loaded handgun laying around which she found, shot herself in the head killing herself.My former fiancé was only 41 yrs. old, if the court system had had her committed to an institution where she was under 24/7 supervision and forced to take medication to treat her symptoms she would still be with me.I learned absolutely nothing enlightening from this movie.

Oren Moverman's Time Out Of Mind is a film that's set so decidedly against the grain when it comes to how a story is presented to an audience, it's no wonder that it has been such a divisive experience. It's almost like the anti-film. I understand it may be quite shocking the way it's made, or lack thereof. But to hear that people walked out of screenings in droves at TIFF really saddens me. For someone to just not jive with the loose, dreamy aesthetic that serves the subject matter achingly well makes me wonder. But I suppose this is the type of film that really separates those with the power of abstract thought and the will to immerse themselves from those... without. The story in question concerns a homeless man in New York City played to absolute perfection by a haggard, boozed up and ultimately lost Richard Gere. This is the performance of his career, an outing of pure bravery and dedication that glues your eyes to the screen even in the most mundane of moments. You see, Gere himself had no idea when the cameras were periodically filming him, and was actually left stranded in the jungle of NYC, deep in the mindset of a lost soul, creating a minimilist performance that burns through the haze of a life scattered by tragedy. Little is given by the script in terms of back story for Gere, subtle hints given towards a broken life, death in the family and a mysterious injury which has left both body and soul scarred, as well as leaving him with obvious brain damage. If their was an award given out for best film title of the year, this one has earned it. 'Time Out Of Mind'. Isn't that the perfect description for a shattered psyche that has been set adrift by life's cruel tides and left to wander the years, alone.. distraught.. damaged. Gere is a portrait of hurt, confusion and loneliness, wandering the overbearing maze of the city, desperately clinging to any semblance of dignity, as well as the scattered shards of his past that he yearns for. He's got a daughter (Jena Malone in a conflicted career best) who wants nothing to do with him, making us wonder more about the past. He encounters several people over the course of the film. An energetic fellow vagrant (Ben Vereen) helps bring out a bit of Gere's dormant coherence via his own nonsensical mania. A shrewd building inspector (Steve Buscemi) gives him the boot from a condemned building. He has a chance romantic encounter with a fellow homeless woman (an unrecognizable Kyra Sedgwick). The film is shot, edited and presented to the audience in a form completely void of structure or narrative beats. Gere wanders aimlessly, his foggy mental state reflected in the way his perceives his world, and in turn the way we perceive his story. It's both ironic and fitting that we find ourselves so drawn in to a story that is presented as a set of events that are each and every one astray from any sort of cohesion. That's where the title is so brilliant and touching.. Gere is one step removed from reality via time and injury. He himself mentions at one point that he has forgotten how long it's been, and that he's lost the thread of his life via many instances of 'lost time'. Gere sells it and then some, inhabiting the streets with a worn out, ghostly presence that begs you to place yourself in the shoes and mind of someone who truly has lost their way in life, and to see that for them, such a fork in the road can truly change the concept of time. Seeing this successfully done with film in every aspect was truly an experience for me. Gere is the heart of it, as the camera peers out on him from trash strewn alleys, broken window frames and desolate, uncaring streets that leave him all but invisible, an individual manifestation of a sad fact of life which sometimes sits on the fringes of our awareness. Not with this film.