This is a truly awful film. I could not finish it, but if i had I am sure i would have rated it a 1, rather than two. It is unbelievably pretentious and pointless. There is not much to say, really except this movie stinks. I have no problem with art films (I am an artist), but this was a wannabe art flick of the worst type: more a joke about student films than a real movie. There are random, unexplained clowns strewn about the film like cameos in The Player. Really- random clowns? If that is the only way the director/writer/whoever can express emotional confusion or disaffection or whaterver other crock of crap they are supposed to be a metaphor of, he needs to throw in the towel. It is an insult to your intelligence.
Review of Big Bad Love
