Engagingly pointless, with an intriguing voyeuristic edge.
Feels like a good Safdie brothers DNA film - necessary in understanding where they're coming from, but not essential in grasping to enjoy the direction they head in.
Bonus points for legitimately making me feel that I was hallucinating and thinking the lead actress was Charlotte Gainsbourg, even when this wasn't the case.
You put Trainspotting, Clerks, Can't Hardly Wait, and a few episodes of Peep Show in a blender, and you get an absolute killer of a time.
My young adulthood and expectations of this era really suffered from not seeing this as a teenager. The DVD menu is a freaking character in this.
The schizophrenic tone and momentum is potent and oh so relatable in this one.
Hidden gem cinema.
The Milky Bars are on me.
Literally impossible to watch this and not immediately feel a craving to go through Steve Martin’s entire filmography.
"Silent Hill 2 is not merely a game, but a work of art."
