Artistic onanism?


Just saw this.

I feel like my local Tarantino at the local video store really had it in for me on this one. Granted this has more gravitas than Plan 9 but give me a break. Luckily, halfway through I discovered that by fast forwarding during the interminable walking, sitting, watching, breathing, some driving, nudity (yes, even that got boring) of/by the actors, the remaining dialogue of the film amounted to two minutes, twenty seconds.

Dance rehearsal scene was riveting but sort of a broken clock is right twice a day type of thing.

After reading some of the posts, I realize a lot of people take this film seriously. In that case, all I can say is, you're a better man than I, Gunga Din to sit through this.

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I dont mind movies of this nature if all the scenes are watchable. I was into the movie until the one third mark.Until that point, the style of the movie kept me involved. Then I started to lose interest. Once we got to the Gael segment, I stopped even caring about the movie. THe Bill Murray segment was laughable. At least in Broken Flowers, Murray's detached demeanor worked in the movie's favor. Murray in this movie was awful in his small role mainly because of the awful lines he had to read.

Coffees and Cigs was also a little bit of artistic jacking off, but at least that was watchable. This movie just flat out sucked after an interesting setup. Those who are analyzing this movie to mean something profound are the type of people who see a blank canvas and call it high art.

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My girlfriend Netflixed this back in March. It became a running joke, but it took us 3 months to finish it. Whenever we'd have time to watch it together, I'd fall asleep after 20 minutes. Happened 3 times, true story. I was convinced there was some kind of subconscious thing going on that was knocking me out. I almost always go with the flow on Jarmusch, but this was ridiculous.

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