The Brown Bunny
That was the big buzz of this festival. Vincent Gallo second film was very coldly received here. Mainly this was perceived as some very egotrip from the guy. Well, I admit that first hour and half seeing only Gallo on some road trip, seducing any girls he encounters, riding motobike endlessly or looking for a turtleneck in his van in a 4 minute scene can procure this feeling. As does the last part, where hes given a b***j** by Chloé Sevigny without stand-ins for his **** or her mouth. But where does this magnetism come, this moving to tear feeling of seeing a sad tale of an abandoned man come from ? Yes, Brown bunny is irritating more than one time but it has the same guts of Monte Hellman, Michelangelo Antonioni and John Cassavetes films. Im still not sure if I want to see it again, but Im definitely sure Ive seen with this film a pure moment of cinema.
I suppose that some could say that "Two-Lane Blacktop is a movie about a boring cross country race where there is no real racing and none of the characters even have names. There isn't even an ending!"
Mr. Ebert still hates Blue Velvet.
I can't watch Blue Velvet anymore. I kept getting asthma attacks.