...it's not dark yet, but it's gettin' there...
A pithy and/or lame movie review.
Okay, somebody wanna explain that shit to me?
So he went back in time? i don't get it. How did he go back in time?
This movie is a bizarre cross between The Shining, Ordinary People and Harvey. Plus, it's a comedy.
Set in the eighties, it features a really cool soundtrack. Tears for Fears, INXS, Duran Duran, Joy Division and Echo and the Bunnymen, who are especially appropriate, since the key figure in this movie is a guy in a grotesque bunny suit.
i think i have identified a new movie genre, the "nostalgic suburban period movie." Add this film to the list that includes The Virgin Suicides and Dazed and Confused.
Set design was very good. All the details were there. My family had the same antique Sony Trinitron.
If you were to take a poll of bloggers, i imagine this movie would be most popular with self absorbed LiveJournal types. You know, the type of kids who dress in black and think they're artistic and unique because they write free verse poems about death that sound exactly the same as all the other free verse poems about death written by all the other kids who dress in black and think they're artistic and unique.
In other words, i would have loved this movie when i was in high school.
Stylish enough to earn three Netflix stars from me, but ultimately frustrating. i know i might understand it better if i watched it again, but i just didn't like it enough to go through the extra effort.