I saw this when it came out. It was much hyped and suggested it would be profound. Night after night I watched it. I kept waiting for it to get good, to have some emotional content or some philosophical impact. I believed it would eventually go somewhere. I was denied. By the final episode I realized I had been swindled. I remember the emotion I had after the end. I had given so much time to something that refused to pay me back. Meandering, muddling plot. No pacing. No point. To this day I have not been able to forgive Kris Kristoferson or enjoy any of his other work. A few years ago I tried the movie Millennium in which he stars, but I regretted it afterwards. If Bobby Magee comes on the radio, I have to turn it off.
Review of Amerika
