Just finished watching this film and Good God. That was even worse than The Wrestler and that's saying something. Some of the worst dialogue imaginable (I have heard the film's supporters talking about it having rich, melodramatic, b-movie verve but no b-movie that I've ever enjoyed has dialogue like "I wasn't with you last night - not unless your name is Tom and you have a blah blahblah" - that's a Showgirls level of idiocy.
Also, I might know a thing or two about films and Ive seen the kind of work film students make, if there's a lot of mirrors in the first act of the film, those mirrors are going to end up smashed into bits in the last third.
There's a whole Carrie-esque subplot that goes nowhere. A sort of Fight-Club subplot that goes nowhere. A Winona Ryder subplot that goes nowhere. A scene where super-suave ballet maestro Vincent Cassel gets a sloppy kiss from a girl and instantly goes all guh-huh-huh she shore is purty! like a yokel who's not used to being around girls. There's the most ridiculous final scene imaginable, which seems to be there only so that the director can call this a 'diptych' with The Wrestler. And - and - agggh. What a stunningly awful waste of time and money.
I hope it doesn't win anything this crap
