A movie truly behind its time.

It’s weird that this and How To With John Wilson are cousins. But anyway Haskell Welker is so good. And some of these lines are absolute bangers.

A gorgeous punk fever dream. It reminded me a lot of the first time I watched Doom Generation. So many laugh out loud moments (“Robbers!” was probably my favorite) and visual gags and yet with a tenderness and hurt that is sincere. Pretty insane this is a debut.

Really bad exposition heavy overly sentimental first twenty minutes. Then it gets pretty intriguing for awhile before ultimately loosing itself in an illogical plot.