''The film mocks the diabolical KKK ruthlessly, as illiterate morons who are baffled and terrified that their “superior genes” are being replaced by educated blacks and Jews. Watching Ron rant about his hatred for anyone who doesn’t have “pure white Aryan blood” in order to trap the local Klan leader is one of the best scenes of the year, as is Ron’s revelation of his real identity to David Duke. At the same time, the film never undermines the danger…

I'm this far behind (two weeks) logging films at Letterboxd, because of Boyhood. I've spent over a week reading positive and negative reviews, trying to pinpoint exactly why the film failed to completely work for me. I liked parts of it - mostly the parts when Mason was a child; but as a whole the film failed to engage me, and I never cared about any of the characters.

Naturally, I am surprised at my lack of enthusiasm for Boyhood,…

"What do you do? It's such a stupid question. I thought I'd ask it."
...
"What do you do?"
"That's such a stupid question. Just kidding. Um, it's kinda hard to explain."
"Because what you do is complicated?"
"Uh, because I don't really do it."

I can't help it; I adore this film. There's no other film I've seen that depicts the challenges of a young artist adjusting to living on their own as hilariously, poignantly, and accurately as Frances…