Am I the only one?


I saw this film when it came on netflix, and seeing it for the first time, I thought it was a typical 'indie' flick with no redeeming qualities in the storyline, the characters, or the dialogue; a film that tried at a 'message' but ultimately floundered; a film that could be the most forgettable film in the world, and yet...

I'm mesmerized by it. I've seen it six times thereafter, and I don't know why. It just makes me happy. But not in a conventional way (or in a Wes Anderson sort of way) with a stimulating plot or lovable characters, but as a whole, it's just...good. But why? For every film I genuinely like, or try to see the value in, from surreal works of Svankmajer to the masterful collection of P.T. Anderson, I know what I like about the film and why I return to them, time and time again.

But this...I don't understand it. The best explanation for my fascination with this film is that its main character is a loser who I can feel pity for, and in a way, throughout the narrative, with each succession of failures, I can feel good about myself and my place in life. Yet, I feel that the explanation doesn't suffice.

Any likewise experience?

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You might be the only one but I doubt it. I couldn't finish it but you were correct. It has no redeemable qualities at all.

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I'm glad I saw this post. I tried to watch the damn thing again. UGH!!!!

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