The Oregonian

The Oregonian is a vastly under-appreciated bit of Indie mastery. This terrifying, relentless Lynchian journey into Hell never lets up.

The imagery is stark, shocking, strange and compelling, and the acting is spot on.

Reeder is obviously creating something of an homage to David Lynch, using some of his scariest techniques in a frantic death-ride to oblivion.

It's bleak, horrific and brilliant.

Lindsay Pulsipher in particular is spot-on, and completely believable, as are the cast of mad characters capering in and out of her reality.

Destined to be a cult classic, and deservedly so.

Young Lindsay Pulsipher on her farm in rural Oregon is hearing and seeing many strange things so she leaves the place, rifle in hand and face bloodied to see what's going on. On the way she encounters a lot of weird people and the question is whether this is real or hallucination.

I think the person who wrote and created this film must have been on something, possibly coming down from a bad acid trip. I saw, no point, no plot, no reason for this film's existence. I carried on to the end to write this review and hope it got better.

I was disappointed. Pulsipher is a beautiful woman, the next role should accent that beauty.

reeder's film is dreadful. it tries too hard to be creepy and what's funny about comes off as camp. the lynchian humour comes off as obvious. what i may have liked about it seemed to be reeder's attempt to depart from lynch and leave his own mark, to be imaginative and elliptical, departing f which is sadly only ten percent of the film. the film is so hollow it feels silly. it just goes to show you that no one can do what David lynch does, lacking emotional intensity, the fails to be subversive. what is supposed to be disturbing comes off as contrived. you think you're getting something different when he's playing a hipster making fun of hipsters, but reveals himself as a wannabe director making a b-movie that somehow got way too much attention because everyone leaves it to lynch. what tries to be funny feels more like a gimmick. "oh we're all so much smarter-isn't this cool?" no, it's not. it's annoying. it's not an art film. it's too graphic and dull to be lynch. it's too stupid to be a psychological suspense.

Complete garbage. Zero redeeming value. We following a clueless automobile accident victim through a series odd little events as she makes an effort to understand what has happened to her. The viewer has no interest in anyone or anything that takes place in this story. Is she dead? Is she alive? Is it a dream? We don't care.

How movies like this reach the public is the real mystery here. Terrible writing and storyline. The acting is stiff and forced Looks like it was shot with an iPhone and the soundtrack was recorded on a 1970 Tascam porta studio

I love the "Winner of the .... award" in the description on the Kanopy Site. Maybe winner of the Charmin Award.

I watched it with my wife and she gave me that "you made me sit through another POS movie". On a more positive note, it was a free movie.

The Oregonian is an 81 minute long exercise in trying to find meaning in genuine nothingness. You could compare this film to watching paint dry, but at least watching paint dry has a conclusion, it dries.