**1/2. Some scenes work and some scenes don't here. The chat between the six years old boy and the museum curator is embarrassing but their encounter kind of magical. The sexual adventures of the two teenager girls are ridiculous but Miranda July's romantic fantasies are on the verge of poetry. So reserved to curious ones or movie lovers.
Curiously heartbreaking observations of people struggling to find meaning and connection in the soulless vacuum of western consumerist life. July sets struggles against a veneered, priced world of surfaces in a tone that reminded me of Lorrie Moore’s short story collection Birds in America whose characters must also squeeze their lives into pitiful containers that they struggle to make work.
At first I thought the setting and characters dull, the acting lifeless, and the dialogue artificial. Was it supposed to be funny, cute, or just off? But then the "poop back and forth" bit came on and I had a flashback of my ex showing me that scene years ago. Thereafter, the threads (of desperate, unacted desires) began to accumulate and intersect in wondrous ways, à la Slacker or a visually inferior Gummo.
A tender and haunting discourse about human nature that oozes from complex characters. I don't think the film is disturbing like its rating suggests. What it is, is a balancing act about how odd and wonderful it is to be alive and how we express ourselves. No wonder Miranda July is a performance artist.
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