Obviously this is art for some, but it was not for me. I feel like the idiot who stared at the installation of the toilet in the museum and cursed about what qualifies as art these days.

This is a film that begs to be over-analyzed, and repeatedly warns its audience not to bother. Therefore, it’s immune to criticism. Simultaneously smart and tasteless. 

As an aside, if I more or less hates this, would I find anything of merit in Twin Peaks?

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