There's a lot to be said for film as art. A movie that has lasting emotional resonance is the pinnacle of the medium, and has the ability to make us forget the world around us.
Paranoid Park is not art. It's barely even a movie. It's the story of the world's most boring fifteen-year-old. A bad actor with doe eyes, the child does nothing to make you care about him. A shame, considering he's in every goddamn shot of the fucking movie.
Gus Van Sant is not a good director. He's a even worse writer.
Hours are spent staring at characters staring at each other. In slow motion.
Pretentious, ham-fisted, meandering tripe. Anyone that likes this movie must wipe their bums with cacti for the genre of this film is "torture."
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What about Drugstore Cowboy, My Own Private Idaho, and Last Days? I never saw Goodwill Hunting or the remake of Psycho, but I heard some good things. That can be misleading though. I need to see Milk again... He was also the executive producer of Howl and Kids, that's not saying much though, but those are awesome movies.
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