Not Coming to a Theater Near You
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
Unremittingly bleak and yet weirdly funny, Meadows’ suburban-pastoral revenge drama is utterly relentless at times, but it coyly denies the audience any sense of righteousness right up to its gut-wrenching conclusion. With its terrifying amorality and increasingly unstable focalization, the film seems at times like an updated version of Get Carter, with a bit less sexploitation and the gnashing of a slightly straighter set of teeth. But Meadows’ film is so wildly erratic and so contextually specific — and his tone so idiosyncratic, yet assured — that any such flimsy comparison inevitably falls short of the mark. Though most certainly not everyone’s cup of tea, it’s nonetheless a film whose singularity of vision is undeniable.
Here’s what Tom had to say about it.
by Leo Goldsmith | Source: Magnolia Pictures DVD
01 Aug 2007 1:51 PM | Submit Comment
