You know you really don't like a movie when you went in without reservations and still came out hating it.
There is just so much that rubbed me the wrong way in Brewster McCloud.
Shelley Duvall cannot act.
Robert Altman can't direct a film by throwing out the script and improvising his way through it.
I didn't understand that this film was supposed to be funny until I read that it's considered a comedy. This film's tone is just so all over the place it's like a dog scattered the stuffing of a toy. Not to mention the plot.
Apparently Brewster (Bud Cort) is getting tutelage from a fallen angel or something (Sally Kellerman) on how to fly just because…