Me and You and Everyone We Know
2005 - Miranda July
Something annoys me about this film,
and I’m not quite sure what.
I should love it.
- its a tale dysfunction
- the characters are crazy
- a guy sets fire to his hand
- teenagers flirt with an old, fat man
- a kid chats online to some woman about poo
What is there not to like about it?
It’s too “twee” in the sense “excessively dainty”.
It’s wacky, but in a way I can’t connect with.
It’s just too girly.
Saying that, the concept of pooing “back and forth” is fantastic.
