If you thought artsy fartsy was long and dead, look no further.
*Slight Spoilers...nothing containing to story*
Let me start by saying that the classical score I truly loved, the music is the only thing that got this two stars; however if I want beautiful music I could go and listen to some instead of sitting through a two hour wannabe art-house flick.
To let you know what you're getting into right off the bat, the film starts with an actual pig slaughter for no apparent reason...honestly three guys hold down a pig and cut it's throat, it struggles and squeals while it bleeds out; don't know how that got past PETA. Then we jump to multiple scenes of a man working on electronics while men and women are being orally satisfied in the background in the same room while he is seemingly unaware, oh we can't forget the male dominatrix in a bondage mask sitting in a chair wearing American flag pants watching the sexual festivities...also for no apparent reason. This same guy working on electronics is fully capable of speaking as seen in some scenes but most of the time he speaks with a small device that he types on reminiscent of paralysis victims...for no apparent reason. Much of the dialogue is done via silent film style black boxes after their lips move...such experimentation CAN BE creative and well fit in a good independent film, however in this it fits in with the rest of the film in being offbeat and odd for the sake of being offbeat and odd, aka for no apparent reason. Of course not ALL the dialogue is done this way, there's also numerous conversations in multiple languages; ah but that's too normal so of course it's not subtitled so the audience doesn't know what they're saying unless you speak four to five languages.
Then we get hit with random odd imagery and pointless flashbacks. Girl gets locked in a cage, he loves her so he makes her cage a little bigger...am I painting a good picture here? This is one of those films that if there's anything to "get" the writer and director are the only ones, and they are one in the same here. Don't misunderstand, I like a "good" art-house indie film, I've seen a modern silent film dialogue box work, random imagery work, but this type of movie is where the term "artsy fartsy" came from; odd for the sake of being odd, the writer/director wants you to think you're missing something if you don't "get" it, to think he is just so "deep" that his concept of understanding is on a different level than yours. This coming from the writer/director of "Mad Cowgirl" and the studio of "Psycho Shark"...Psycho Shark actually sounds pretty good after watching this;)
If you want to experience the only redeeming thing about this flick buy the soundtrack.
