Jessica Brady

This was a nauseating vanity project that had no business being an hour long. Imagine being trapped in a spinning, zooming, flashing screen-saver for an hour with loud New Age music and occasionally the bombastic over-voice spouts nonsense feel good utterances. I honestly can’t understand the love people are giving this. Maybe ten minutes would have been interesting, but when it was over my group of seven staggered out with headaches and nausea. Maybe if you partake in Boulder’s favorite pharmaceutical before you go it would be more tolerable. Let me reiterate: screen-saver, screen-saver, screen-saver. Good luck.