Somebody told me this was a good movie. Now that I've seen it for myself, I say that these are the things that make you feel like the loneliest person in the world.
It makes me wonder if this somebody really watched the same self-indulgent malarkey that I did. I mean, I want to know if they really watched it. I would ask them to imagine themselves as someone with no friends whatsoever, who comes home, after another unfulfilled workday, to an empty home, to spend the evening watching The Darjeeling Limited alone, for pleasure, not as some academic exercise with notebook and pen in hand for jotting down all the observations to be discussed later with hipster pals that don't exist. Does the movie have even a shred of charm or humor in that hypothetical scenario? Should it not? I think, if you didn't already know that your life was a misery, you would realize it during the course of the viewing.
That's not the way it is, but it's the way this movie made me feel while watching it.
It makes me wonder if this somebody really watched the same self-indulgent malarkey that I did. I mean, I want to know if they really watched it. I would ask them to imagine themselves as someone with no friends whatsoever, who comes home, after another unfulfilled workday, to an empty home, to spend the evening watching The Darjeeling Limited alone, for pleasure, not as some academic exercise with notebook and pen in hand for jotting down all the observations to be discussed later with hipster pals that don't exist. Does the movie have even a shred of charm or humor in that hypothetical scenario? Should it not? I think, if you didn't already know that your life was a misery, you would realize it during the course of the viewing.
That's not the way it is, but it's the way this movie made me feel while watching it.
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I remember reading lukewarm reviews by critics who said it was not the equal of this director's better movies. I heard a firsthand account from someone who told me that the movie was "weird," with nothing more complimentary to say. I obtained the movie originally because I had enjoyed some of Wes Anderson's work in the past, and I figured, why not? But the longer that movie sat on my "shelf," the more I dreaded the thought of ever watching it. Dread, you are justified.
Speaking of which, I enjoyed Judge Dredd far more than this movie! From now on, if a movie is still sucksville 15 minutes in, we declare it a "moe-vie" and pull the plug on the SOB.
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