Ironically this is the opening line of Alex Barrett's directorial debut "Life Just Is." Ironic, because that was exactly my feelings as I thankfully exited the cinema on the movie's debut at the Edinburgh International Film Festival an hour ago. It's trying to be a Hal Hartleyesque slice of modern London Life. It's trying to reflect the ebb and flow of post University existence amongst a group of token flatmates and pals (a la This Life). I mean really; A black guy, a gay guy, an existentialist "nutter", a pretty posh girl and a Northern Irish lass that doesn't have to confidence to exist and is going to hell and back in a relationship with her new and much older boyfriend. Does that tick enough boxes? I say it's trying to be these things, but all it is trying. It's turgid, tormenting, tumescent tosh.
Really it is.
Pretentious doesn't even begin to describe how, err, pretentious this movie is.
The acting is at times naturalistic but more often than not simply wooden.
The camera work is so slow that on occasions you wonder if you're actually watching the rushes.
There are many scenes of Tom (Nathaniel Martello-White) walking to work so slowly that you wonder if he's actually disabled only to realise he has to walk that slowly so that the dolly can keep up with him.
Avoid this boring self-indulgent claptrap at all costs.
Really it is.
Pretentious doesn't even begin to describe how, err, pretentious this movie is.
The acting is at times naturalistic but more often than not simply wooden.
The camera work is so slow that on occasions you wonder if you're actually watching the rushes.
There are many scenes of Tom (Nathaniel Martello-White) walking to work so slowly that you wonder if he's actually disabled only to realise he has to walk that slowly so that the dolly can keep up with him.
Avoid this boring self-indulgent claptrap at all costs.