Rhonda Way

Terrible. Don’t tell me this is for intellectuals. My only way to describe this is to compare it to this scenario... someone drinks too much wine at an art show and throws up on the floor. The drunk wanders off and a crowd of artistic people start to gather around the mess assuming it’s an exhibit. They pretend to understand and decipher what this piece is about and what the artist was trying to convey. The size of the pile and the use of colour and texture ... ooohhh ahhhhh it’s shame and happiness with a little aggression all in one piece .. then the janitor shows up with mop and bucket and tells the morons he needs them to move so he can clean the puke and points them towards the real exhibit! This film was over two hours of nonsense!!! Long conversations in a car, a visit to a farm where time jumps back and forth, a dance number for no reason in a school and a naked custodian following a talking bleeding cartoon pig down a hall ( yes that actually happened) .. I honestly could more easily find meaning in the pile of puke!! What a waste of time, money and resources making this film!