This is anti-cinema. This cannot be placed on a simple scale of good to bad. It sits in a dimension beyond the concept of quantitative quality. R. Winer has created a film so devoid of merit that it has broken the very concept of critique. It lives on a whole separate plane of existence above thumbs up or down. It cannot be defined by a rotten tomato score or a star rating system.
The sheer lack of skill on display has created an environment where this film so beyond comprehension that is has broken art, and I kind of love it.
This is anti-cinema. This cannot be placed on a simple scale of good to bad. It sits in a dimension beyond the concept of quantitative quality. R. Winer has created a film so devoid of merit that it has broken the very concept of critique. It lives on a whole separate plane of existence above thumbs up or down. It cannot be defined by a rotten tomato score or a star rating system.
The sheer lack of skill on display has created an environment where this film so beyond comprehension that is has broken art, and I kind of love it.
