Hands down this is the worst film I saw at Tribeca this year and to be honest it's the worst film I've seen at any film festival in the last 5 years. As a film historian and film buff I make it a point to try and see at least one film a day and what struck me about this one is how monotonous and non consequential it was. Every character, line of dialogue and sequence in the film was so homogenous it felt like like I was sedated and being forced to watch paint dry in a straight jacket. I don't care how many of the 50 producers on this movie (like VJ-45463) give it a 9/10 rating and justify it's existence for an "intelligent" audience (I have a PhD in Political Economy and Government from Harvard thank you very much); this movie is less watchable than a dog eating it's own excrement only to regurgitate it and devour it once again; repeating the cycle endlessly! Clearly hollywood producers will do anything to sell their movies including redefine intelligence (oh and Ms. Forrest was divorced after this film was shot -- perhaps Mr. Mendelsohn astrally projected himself into the future and read my review!).
Review of Untogether
