I actually found the movie moderately watchable, though literally half the audience walked out before it ended. I have enjoyed other films by Harmony Korine, but this was his worst, IMO. It shows Matthew's character (Moondog) going through life stoned and drunk, having meaningless sex in public whenever possible; and this life of mind-numbing repetitive excess is described as "fun". If I thought that Korine meant this ironically, I might have had some respect for the movie, but it comes across as though the audience is supposed to buy into that ethos as much as Moondog does. I also feel that Korine sunk into a junior-high mindset by asking the audience to agree with Moondog's smugly obnoxious dismissal of his son-in-law as not cool enough to be in his family. Why? Because the guy dressed conventionally and wasn't always high like Moondog? And then we're asked to believe that Moondog is a literary genius......not based on any evidence shown in the movie. The movie apparently asks us to think Moondog is awesome, and that our own lives just aren't fun if we're not constantly on a bender. I felt like Korine was in my face, yelling "Isn't Moondog cool? Isn't he cute?" Again, if any of this was meant ironically, it sure didn't seem that way. And the idea that anyone would set fire to a fortune in cash, not long after he participated in mugging a man in a wheelchair for beer money, is preposterous. Was that supposed to mean that Moondog is a righteous dude for only wanting enough money for drugs and booze, even if he had to mug people before he got his inheritance and set fire to it? Lame, and offensive. Those two words basically describe this sorry, immature movie.