A Hole in My Heart
From the MIFF synopsis:
Rickard and his alienated son, Eric, share a dingy apartment in suburbia. Rickard is something of an amateur pornographer, reality TV and the affordability of a digi-cam making possible this 'creative' venture. Rickard and his buddy Gecko shoot a skin flick over the course of a weekend, with wannabe porn star Tess.
Firstly, from that synopsis, it's entirely plausible that I got everything I could have expected from this film; that said, this film was trash. A Hole in My Heart is far and away the single worst film I have endured so far at this years festival, and goes very close to winning the overall 'Crappest Film Ever Seen at MIFF.'
This film manages to grasp at every lose narrative straw it can in the hope of securing some semblance of relevance, even if it's only to those who appreciate cinema which scrapes the very bottom of the barrel.
It is neither clever, nor cutting edge - it more closely resembles a mulch consisting of equal parts nudity, teen angst, ruined childhood, fear, and social exile. Ultimately rich in visual content, the film is severely lacking when it's comes to fulfilling the audience. It never explores anything beyond the consistent immaturity of the characters.
To describe this film as 'challenging' is to overstate it's ability to hide the shocking makeup of the characters, from the caricature of a teenage son, to the fumblingly ineffective dad.
I walked out, I was the 27th person to do so - but I saw enough to tell you this film gets sweet FA out of five lattes.
Rickard and his alienated son, Eric, share a dingy apartment in suburbia. Rickard is something of an amateur pornographer, reality TV and the affordability of a digi-cam making possible this 'creative' venture. Rickard and his buddy Gecko shoot a skin flick over the course of a weekend, with wannabe porn star Tess.
Firstly, from that synopsis, it's entirely plausible that I got everything I could have expected from this film; that said, this film was trash. A Hole in My Heart is far and away the single worst film I have endured so far at this years festival, and goes very close to winning the overall 'Crappest Film Ever Seen at MIFF.'
This film manages to grasp at every lose narrative straw it can in the hope of securing some semblance of relevance, even if it's only to those who appreciate cinema which scrapes the very bottom of the barrel.
It is neither clever, nor cutting edge - it more closely resembles a mulch consisting of equal parts nudity, teen angst, ruined childhood, fear, and social exile. Ultimately rich in visual content, the film is severely lacking when it's comes to fulfilling the audience. It never explores anything beyond the consistent immaturity of the characters.
To describe this film as 'challenging' is to overstate it's ability to hide the shocking makeup of the characters, from the caricature of a teenage son, to the fumblingly ineffective dad.
I walked out, I was the 27th person to do so - but I saw enough to tell you this film gets sweet FA out of five lattes.
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