Tetro

Its been three days and my final answer is I don't know. When someone asks what I think, I pause. . . (thats me, still paused, annoying myself). . . and wind up answering a question with a question. "Have you seen Buffalo 66?" This question MAKES NO SENSE and has NOTHING TO DO WITH THE MOVIE. So, I don't know if I liked Tetro—there is something redeemable in it for the film student or historian; or found it to be a waste of time—the story meanders and ends up overblown; or a work of genius that is so far over my head its floating away like the red balloon. Writing a review would be a waste of both our time, so good fucking luck at the theater. And stop looking at me like I ever know what I'm talking about.

On the other hand, I do want to see Tetro again (at home) to catch some things I may have missed. I also liked how disorienting it was, which seems to happen less and less in American cinema.

If you haven't seen Buffalo 66 yet, now is a great time to play catch-up or revisit it. Vincent Gallo is always fun to watch. He wrote, directed, composed the soundtrack, and starred in Buffalo. He really must have liked this guy "Tetro" to trade him in for fits of control.