To this day I can't figure out if I like this flick due to the sheer fuckedness of it all or hate it due to the piss poor everything that the fuckedness creates. I mean, I felt like I liked it 5 minutes after watching it, but then I thought about it and got angry, then I see clips and like it again, then I remember how it's nothing but clips with nearly no connection a pretensions of being smarter than the rest of the world and I get angry again. AHH! I don't even know if this duality of feeling makes it mundane or a resounding success as a movie.
Tell me more about this mundane duality.
It's sort of like what a movie version of Grant Morrison's The Invisibles would be like. Except better.
And by better I mean a glorious mess somehow an order of magnitude greater than the glorious mess that is The Invisibles.
I love this movie unreservedly, every stupid, pretentious, glorious second of it.
This movie is genius if you are completely high. I couldn't get through 20 minutes sober. This scene is awesome either way.
I was laughing my ass off sober, but I have that kind of sense of humor (I'm here at poe, aren't I?). I have yet to watch it stoned, but look forward to the day with gleeful anticipation.
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This movie looks unwatchable. 5 stars.
This movie is great because it has Wallace Shawn as the supervillain.
A supervillain based on a character from Proust.
Played by Wallace Shawn.
This movie is the pure distilled essence of Philip K. Dick.
As much as this movie irritates me more than anything else, I absolutely loved this scene. This scene (random in a good way), John Lovitz's performance (he should play out-and-out dickheads, not lovable losers, more often), and the Jon Larroquette phone prank helped me get thru the first 107 minutes. I had to stop it after that because I had absolutely no idea what the hell was going on. I had given up trying to figure out what was going on 60 minutes in, and spent the remaining 47 minutes with a thoroughly confused look on my face.
But like I said, I loved this scene. 5 and Faved.
This is the best scene in the movie because it's the only scene that seems to have a sense of what it's about. It's a Busby Berkeley musical number in the middle of an apocalypse film.
The reason the rest of the movie is shit is it's trying to be a satire without knowing what it's satirizing. Is it 9/11 Patriot act bullshit or consumerism or global politics or global warming? It's trying to be all of these and none of these.
It's such an amazing mess of a film it deserves a Criterion release.
It's parodying reality. And the guy above you who couldn't even figure out the storyline itself is retarded.
Okay, I rented it again, and got all the way through.
Still had no idea what was going on.
Still love all the stuff I loved before.
And I WOULD buy a Criterion release of it.
I entirely adore this film.
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