Deplorable video feature from Bob Odenkirk, whereby four people with loose connections to one another end up at a restaurant for a no-holds-barred ranting and raving session.The movie is for whatever reason docked to Melvin’s perspective — after the out-of-context opening, it then occasionally swings around to a glimpse from his daily life, how he mistakenly called his old friend which set forward the meal date, and then progressively, if not linearly, how the other two women fit into the picture and scheme of things. Garrulous, obnoxious, perverse — they set the mood for what’s to come (what movie is complete without a reference to horse-fucking?), but not for how tacky and how lame they eventually do surface. Every once in a while, there is a moment that actually comes across like one might expect a sit down with friends, old and new, and the workings of conversation, to go, but Odenkirk is too occupied to dive for the raunchiest material possible (“I came so hard, I thought I’d shit my pants”) and spending way too much time in the space of coarse dialogue over the functions of film. If he is so impressed by the words he can place in peoples’ mouths, put it on tape and spare the art form some embarrassment. (Speaking of which, the sound projection also seemed to be playing off of a cassette, harsh and grating, too quick to compliment the content of the verbal diarrhea.)[Not to be bothered with.]
OFFICIAL SELECTION: 2003 SXSW Film Festival. For more in the 2003 South By Southwest Film Festival series, click here.
OFFICIAL SELECTION: 2003 Slamdance Film Festival. For more in the 2003 Slamdance Film Festival series, click here.