So, um... well, this is, like, my second so-called, uh, "mumblecore" film, and I'm... I... I can say with, um, absolute certainty, um you know, that I, I, um, well I f*cking hate it. If I wanted to hear obnoxious hipsters inarticulately babble about their stupid sh*tty bands, there are a billion coffee shops in this town I could hang out in. And the sad thing is, I can relate a little. This movie resembles my post-college years quite a bit. But that doesn't mean I want to watch something that is similar to my boring life. I just wanted to throw all these characters off a bridge (and Justin Rice has a very punchable face). But I don't want to be completely dismissive. I get that the awkwardness and inability to communicate is kind of the point, and there is some truth here. But this style of performance (not at all like Cassavetes, because Cassavetes used people who could actually do some acting) is far too irritating.
Review of Mutual Appreciation
