This is the worst movie I’ve seen all year (sorry, Star Trek: Section 31. You don’t even get to be at the top of the worst list any more).
Some people love this movie. They call it anti-art or meta-cinema, and I can see someone having that take, but when does something move from absurdist meta-commentary to stale and unwatchable?
I figured out what this feels like. Sometimes musicians start out with zero money and make great music with bad equipment and no budget because they’re driven and talented. Then they start making money, their technical skills and instruments get better, the music gets more polished and generic, and they get accused of “selling out.” So they decide to go back to basics, get out their old crappy instruments, and make an album “like they used to do it.” And it sounds fake, because they know too much and can’t do it the way they used to do it.
Are there good performances? Sure. Whole scenes, even some whole stories work. But most of it was three hours (THREE HOURS) of barely watchable stories full of (intentionally bad) AI generated graphics and (fake) AI written stories.
I’ve hear that “bad” art makes you think more than “good” art. If that’s true, congratulations Dracula: you made me think a lot.
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