Because were a classy media outlet, why dont we start off with the flatulence.
Radcliffe, in essence, becomes his Wilson, the volleyball.
But while everyone in front of and behind is super-committed to theirWeekend at Berniesriff, its depressingly juvenile.
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Far better was writer-director Chad Hartigans irresistibly sweet coming-of-age story,Morris from America.
Its the definition of a crowd-pleaser.
And after seeing his latest shticky bit of shock cinema, Im still not.
It was 20 years ago that Solondz became a Sundance sensation with the Grand Jury Prize-winningWelcome to the Dollhouse.
Since then, his uniquely cynical deadpan movies have become more and more marginal.
Maybe because he hasnt changed very much.
He keeps telling the same dark joke over and over again and it just gets less and less funny.
His latest movie is really four short movies connected by one constant character an adorable chocolate-colored dachshund.
I suppose its the closest hell ever come to making aBeethovenmovie.
Theres a tiny sprinkle ofNapoleon Dynamiteand John Waters and Harmony KorinesTrash Humpersin the films amateurishly bonkers tone.
But honestly, this wannabe cult film is so revolting and stomach-turning, comparisons are beyond the point.
To you, all I can say is youve been warned.
