The GoodTimesKid

blinked and it was over just sat and tried to take it in everything worked beautifully together

blinked and it was over just sat and tried to take it in everything worked beautifully together

A completely aimless hair-trigger dirtbag, a despondent immingrant living on a houseboat who shares his exact name (Rodolfo Cano), and Rodolfo 1's artsy girlfriend with one foot out the door. Rodolfo 1 has enlisted in the army on a whim, but Rodolfo 2 got the army's reply letter, and so a game of musical chairs ensues.

The plot is... enough. Sure, there could have been a bit of fleshing-out of what she was doing with this irredeemable man-child (she lacks direction too, but she's charming and crackles with energy through the entire film, while he stomps around like an over-sugared toddler in mid-tantrum, spending the back half of the film with "SHOOT HERE" scrawled across his chest), and Diaz carries huge parts of the film all by herself, with her perpetually disappointed stare and awkward Shelly Duvall-esque way of occupying space, but really, there's enough space here for everyone involved to have their moments of self-reflection.

Over the course of my life, I have been all three of these people, and I have lived, and partied, and fought, and made out, and woke up, in so very many places like this. I had vertigo through so much of this thing. I guess I'm just a sucker for movies like this, and I suspect at this point I always will be.

A completely aimless hair-trigger dirtbag, a despondent immingrant living on a houseboat who shares his exact name (Rodolfo Cano), and Rodolfo 1's artsy girlfriend with one foot out the door. Rodolfo 1 has enlisted in the army on a whim, but Rodolfo 2 got the army's reply letter, and so a game of musical chairs ensues.

The plot is... enough. Sure, there could have been a bit of fleshing-out of what she was doing with this irredeemable man-child (she lacks direction too, but she's charming and crackles with energy through the entire film, while he stomps around like an over-sugared toddler in mid-tantrum, spending the back half of the film with "SHOOT HERE" scrawled across his chest), and Diaz carries huge parts of the film all by herself, with her perpetually disappointed stare and awkward Shelly Duvall-esque way of occupying space, but really, there's enough space here for everyone involved to have their moments of self-reflection.

Over the course of my life, I have been all three of these people, and I have lived, and partied, and fought, and made out, and woke up, in so very many places like this. I had vertigo through so much of this thing. I guess I'm just a sucker for movies like this, and I suspect at this point I always will be.

I do not understand the trajectory from The GoodTimesKid to His Three Daughters, but all I know is that I am excited to watch more of Jacobs' films.

A case of mistaken identity causes three lives to collide in a peculiar way. The examination of toxic relations as exposed only when someone similar yet different comes into view is so vastly interesting and the low budget filmmaking gives it just enough edge to where even errant movements feel deliberate. The limitations are the constraint which make this film interesting, giving it a punk feel. Knowing that this was filmed on stolen film adds to this. Every moment has to be carefully set yet make room for the unpredictability of life. I'll have to rewatch this at some point. It makes me want to make a movie again

I do not understand the trajectory from The GoodTimesKid to His Three Daughters, but all I know is that I am excited to watch more of Jacobs' films.

A case of mistaken identity causes three lives to collide in a peculiar way. The examination of toxic relations as exposed only when someone similar yet different comes into view is so vastly interesting and the low budget filmmaking gives it just enough edge to where even errant movements feel deliberate. The limitations are the constraint which make this film interesting, giving it a punk feel. Knowing that this was filmed on stolen film adds to this. Every moment has to be carefully set yet make room for the unpredictability of life. I'll have to rewatch this at some point. It makes me want to make a movie again

Gerardo Naranjo‘s scraggly lil mullet is giving me life. 

Ita very quirky indie talk with out talking, and very Stranger Than Paradise so I only recommend if you like that sortof thing.

Gerardo Naranjo‘s scraggly lil mullet is giving me life. 

Ita very quirky indie talk with out talking, and very Stranger Than Paradise so I only recommend if you like that sortof thing.

Let me tell you, it’s so good.

Let me tell you, it’s so good.