
here's a segment of what this idiot had to say about "All About Lily Chou-Chou:"
"Either you make an experimental film that cuts loose from narrative, characters and comprehensible cinematography, or you do not. Iwai seems to want to tell the story of his characters, and it could be a compelling one (some of the scenes are poignant or wounding), but he cannot allow himself to make the film in a way that can communicate. That would be, I guess, a compromise. He has made a film that few reasonable ticket-buyers will have the patience to endure. It will be appreciated by a handful of highly evolved film watchers who can generate a simultaneous analysis in their minds, but what is the point, really, in making a film that closes out most moviegoers?"
Ticket-buyers?! Moviegoers?! Highly evolved film watchers?! Why the hell is this man such a famous film critic if he can't understand the value of a film on a human level? All that matters is ticket sales? What the fuck! It's not about ticket sales dumbass, it's not about appealing to the masses, it's not about being avante-garde, IT'S ABOUT LIFE! It's about being human! It's about how painful it is to be alive sometimes, and about the beauty of everything, it's about having faith even if it's in some goofy (possibly made-up) pop star, as long as we have something then that's something we can find meaning in in a world that makes no fucking sense most of the time. Roger Ebert, pull your head out of your ass, Martin Scorsese's ass, and the "ticket-buyers" (aka, your-book-buyers) and come back down to Earth. I'm never reading an Ebert review again, what a waste, and I know it's not just contemprary Japanese film that eludes him, he trashed Blue Velvet too! I mean, I'm not a huge fan of that movie but at least I can see the value in it. I'm gonna kick your ass someday Roger Ebert you fat idiot.