I have been on IMDb for about 5 years now and have never had the urge to write one of these reviews, until I saw this movie. How this thing has a 6.9 rating on here is beyond me, it's getting a spot in the bottom 20 - the worst movies I've ever seen.
Here's the story so you don't have to waste 80 minutes of your life the way I did. A hideous looking red-haired woman (who the other characters inexplicably find attractive) is writing a sort of "paper" on the nature of relationships, specifically looking at how feminism has affected men. To this end, she conducts a series of interviews with a variety of men about their thoughts on women and life in general. Of course, I am taking liberties, because I want my synopsis to make sense, unlike the actual movie.
The reality of the movie plays out like a person with MPD that is obsessed with rape and using large words to sound important or intelligent. The movie can't decide if it's about relationships, the dark side of human nature or just monologuing until the end of time. Inside this "gem", you'll find such treasures as a 15 minute diatribe about an African-American man whose father was the server inside a bathroom. There's no rhyme or reason as to why this scene is in there, but the director and writer thought they'd throw it in for kicks.
Overall, the real problem I had with this movie (one that anybody with even the slightest bit of sense will also have) is that the director, writer, and actors all think they're SO smart because they can use the word "proclivities" 20 times in the same thought. The climax of the movie's self-indulgence comes at the end, when director Krazinski comes into the movie to deliver a roughly 20 minute monologue about a hippie he meets who tells him an "anecdote" about her experience being raped. I'd like to think I'm an understanding person when it comes to this sort of thing, but I just wanted Gallagher to come from outside the frame and smash Krazinski in the head for all trash that was coming out of his mouth. When a movie ends and you want to yell at the screen for the time lost watching it is when you know that it is a terrible movie.
My suggestion? If you're in the market for indie movies, there's about 2,000,000 movies ahead of this stinker.
Here's the story so you don't have to waste 80 minutes of your life the way I did. A hideous looking red-haired woman (who the other characters inexplicably find attractive) is writing a sort of "paper" on the nature of relationships, specifically looking at how feminism has affected men. To this end, she conducts a series of interviews with a variety of men about their thoughts on women and life in general. Of course, I am taking liberties, because I want my synopsis to make sense, unlike the actual movie.
The reality of the movie plays out like a person with MPD that is obsessed with rape and using large words to sound important or intelligent. The movie can't decide if it's about relationships, the dark side of human nature or just monologuing until the end of time. Inside this "gem", you'll find such treasures as a 15 minute diatribe about an African-American man whose father was the server inside a bathroom. There's no rhyme or reason as to why this scene is in there, but the director and writer thought they'd throw it in for kicks.
Overall, the real problem I had with this movie (one that anybody with even the slightest bit of sense will also have) is that the director, writer, and actors all think they're SO smart because they can use the word "proclivities" 20 times in the same thought. The climax of the movie's self-indulgence comes at the end, when director Krazinski comes into the movie to deliver a roughly 20 minute monologue about a hippie he meets who tells him an "anecdote" about her experience being raped. I'd like to think I'm an understanding person when it comes to this sort of thing, but I just wanted Gallagher to come from outside the frame and smash Krazinski in the head for all trash that was coming out of his mouth. When a movie ends and you want to yell at the screen for the time lost watching it is when you know that it is a terrible movie.
My suggestion? If you're in the market for indie movies, there's about 2,000,000 movies ahead of this stinker.