Now, before you rate my negative review negatively, please notice that when I saw this film (at Copenhagen PIX Film Festival), it had been advertised as being "James Franco re-enacts some of his career's greatest moments, in a funny round of movie-karaoke by the American artist Carter" - It didn't sound bad, actually quite interesting, so I had high hopes going in... I already knew it could be somewhat "artistic", and not a *real* movie as such, but in no way had I imagined it being SO bad...
The entire film, from start to finish, is just James Franco, (very) poorly re-enacting random scenes from a handful of movies, very few people has seen - and if they've actually seen the original scenes, they probably couldn't recognize them, as the re-enactments are done so poorly! Several scenes consist of him either: walking back and forth (sometimes backwards), answering the phone, mumbling incoherently to himself, fiddling with his chair for several minutes, staring into the camera, painting a (really) bad self-portrait, or just sitting and writing doodles for no apparent reason..
There's nothing that links the scenes together, and there's no real point to this "movie", other than showing James Franco (at about 50% of his acting-capacity for some reason), rehearsing scenes from some of his previous movies, along with some scenes from Julianne Moore and Rock Hudson's old parts as well. The director, Carter, was also present at the screening, and tried to defend the film, to little avail. You can't really turn crap into gold, just by talking about how "special" and "artistic" it is.
If I hadn't sat in the middle of a row, in a packed theatre (where about 85% of the audience were young "Francofilian" women), I would've walked out. This was 63 minutes of my life that will never come back.
