Years Later I Can Still Recall the Hatred This Film Inspired...

... So offensive, enraging was this film, so many 'douche-chills' and so cringe-worthy, glurge glorifying and even 'creepy' was this film that even this many years later I still get a little 'puke' feeling if I recall it. Just hearing the name or remind of it.

In fact, about 3 years after I saw this movie I was invited to visit Ireland and though I had never been there I felt so much revolting memories of 'Once' I just declined. Rightly or wrongly I supposed I would meet some pretentious self-important cry-babies busking in the streets and I wondered if I could even control myself.. from vomiting in their guitar case or punching them in the guitar (as if an involuntary strike done from self-defense instincts).

I guess you have to give the film-maker credit here - that is how cringe-worthy and vain this film was. That it still evokes a sort of cringing embarrassment effect all these years later.

Anyone else feel that 'revulsion knot' in their stomach at the very memory of this film?