jorgenegeland

A horrid piece of sh*t. While I have nothing against the abstract and the avant-garde, I'm not a fan of directors with a complete and utter lack of talent. The fact that one is acquainted with great artists does not make one a great artist. This is a perfect example of that. Mekas can shoot as many scenes of Brakhage, Conrad and Warhol as he wants, but his work still lacks all the depth and meaning of theirs. It's not even aesthetically pleasing. The fact that he was this void of talent at The age of 37 amazes me. If Mekas insists on keeping a diary he can keep it to himself. No one deserves to watch three hours of this garbage. Plenty of celebrity cameos. Absolutely no substance.