Every Joe Swanberg movie gets the automatic "Well at least he beat the shit out of Devin Faraci" pass.

Wonder if a case can be made for Swanberg as the Fassbinder of US micro-indies - prolific, assertive, rather blunt, both uncomfortably close to his characters (who often include himself) and coolly detached, and concerned with using sex to reveal relationships. A threesome with his Internet pal/not-quite-girlfriend and a girl they find on Craigslist is what forces the title character here to acknowledge his fundamental alienation as a 40-year-old in a world of 20-somethings, separated both from family life (he's Uncle Kent, the world's coolest uncle) and the loose bohemian lifestyle he continues to pursue - and it's neatly conceived in a Time-capsule, sex-in-the-age-of-Skype way, but it's also hard to care about these people (everything's too easy, despite their various issues; they have hang-ups, but no taboos) and Swanberg's shorthand isn't always subtle ("cock tricks"? come on). Then again, was Fassbinder's?

Since I enjoyed Drinking Buddies so much, I decided to check out more from Joe Swanberg. It was either this or Alexander the Last.

Uncle Kent is essentially a home movie. Nothing more nothing less. It follows Kent Osborne, writer and storyboard artist for such great shows as Adventure Time, The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack, Camp Lazlo!, and SpongeBob SquarePants, as he tries to sleep with a young woman he met on Chatroulette.

Kent's life is a mess. He has absolutely nothing of value to say, ever. All of his insights are sad and reminiscent of what a 15 year old would think about relationships.

The man is 40.

The entire film is the epitome of forgettable.

The film did clear up the fact, that all of those cartoons are created by middle-aged potheads.

Every Joe Swanberg movie gets the automatic "Well at least he beat the shit out of Devin Faraci" pass.

Weird, weird, weird.

Wonder if a case can be made for Swanberg as the Fassbinder of US micro-indies - prolific, assertive, rather blunt, both uncomfortably close to his characters (who often include himself) and coolly detached, and concerned with using sex to reveal relationships. A threesome with his Internet pal/not-quite-girlfriend and a girl they find on Craigslist is what forces the title character here to acknowledge his fundamental alienation as a 40-year-old in a world of 20-somethings, separated both from family life (he's Uncle Kent, the world's coolest uncle) and the loose bohemian lifestyle he continues to pursue - and it's neatly conceived in a Time-capsule, sex-in-the-age-of-Skype way, but it's also hard to care about these people (everything's too easy, despite their various issues; they have hang-ups, but no taboos) and Swanberg's shorthand isn't always subtle ("cock tricks"? come on). Then again, was Fassbinder's?

Since I enjoyed Drinking Buddies so much, I decided to check out more from Joe Swanberg. It was either this or Alexander the Last.

Uncle Kent is essentially a home movie. Nothing more nothing less. It follows Kent Osborne, writer and storyboard artist for such great shows as Adventure Time, The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack, Camp Lazlo!, and SpongeBob SquarePants, as he tries to sleep with a young woman he met on Chatroulette.

Kent's life is a mess. He has absolutely nothing of value to say, ever. All of his insights are sad and reminiscent of what a 15 year old would think about relationships.

The man is 40.

The entire film is the epitome of forgettable.

The film did clear up the fact, that all of those cartoons are created by middle-aged potheads.

Essential mumblecore. A film about a real person doing bongs, chat roulette, and also making films and cartoons and talking about nothing and everything that a turning-40 year old would care about.

Oddly relatable. I felt like I could completely sympathise with the main guy, despite never really being in the same position.
It was completely and utterly believeable, and very well portrayed.
I enjoyed this on a completely different level to most of the films I've seen lately, it was just new, and incredibly honest in it's style.
It was pretty short, but didn't feel like it was missing anything. Nicely paced, and well acted. It did a really good job at making it feel real, and to begin with, I thought it was actually more of a documentary than a scripted film.
The characters had some real in depth emotional qualities, and it's rare to find a film that can make statements like this without trying to shove its feelings down your throat!

Very unique, and completely up to date.
Good watch.

I was nice to my nephew once, too. Where's *my* damn movie?

wow white dudes have so many problems most of which could have been avoided if they just listened when girls spoke :(