This was delightful, but really can't hold a candle to Raffill's "Mac and Me".
This is so incredibly uneven, but very compelling.
The dancing is all gorgeous. Really, really lovely and gorgeous. I was enraptured.
The direction of the movie is unclear - is it a) a literal waking nightmare about a group of people on a bad trip or b) just an approximation of what being on horrible drugs is like, coupled with some unexpected bouts of violence (i.e. metaphor the regular external stimuli one would face during a bad trip) that complicate…
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For all that is said of this film's use of cinematography, mise-en-scene, score, paranoia, Moore's performance, its entirely Delillo-ian approach to postmodern malaise; it must be said that this film is a remarkable story, beautifully told, as involving and honest as it is inert and (often) sterile.
Truly a prophetic Quest narrative for the 21st century: the late-capitalist, who has everything (material capital at least, and surface-level social capital), attempting to find a cure (misplaced, absent, apparently irrelevant to Carol's…