Opening night in Seattle was a blast. The crowd of people, who could identify all too well, laughed and even cheered her on.
"Am I being weird?"
What is this film about? I'm genuinely asking. The pacing and mood was all over the map. Somewhere along the way the film and I became friends, having only one thing in common: trying to figure out how seriously to take the film. Then it left me hanging, like a little human dangling from the fingers of a giant beast.
I can't believe I chose this over Get Out.
Realism, but not the mumblecore/Duplass-esque type by any means. Young, conscious adults, confused and frustrated with the world around them seems to be Porterfield niche. One might criticize this and "I Used To Be Darker" for being devoid of any real "story" but does he owe this to us? I thought this film to entirely beautiful just as it is. Thanks, Matt, for bringing us this little glimpse into her life.