This movie was recommended to me by a usually-reliable indie-film fan, so I went into this picture expecting a fun departure from the formulaic Hollywood film. I was quickly disappointed by the creeping realization that the movie, purportedly a farce satirizing Hollywood, falls into the same conventions it is desperately trying to make fun of. Tired jokes, a predictable script and gratuitous violence/ rock music made me fell stupider after having seen it. I know you posers are saying, "but that's what Waters was going for, man" but I prefer films you can walk away from having gained something, however insignificant. This painful satire left me with nothing but unrelieved boredom. Watch a David Lynch flick, leave Waters for "safely rebellious" teenagers.
Review of Cecil B. Demented
