Plot - Lock a bunch of hipster-ass post-punk people from England in a movie and you get this shit.
Form - Half the movie I'm staring at the main actor talking about how film blurs the lines between reality and fiction. Thanks for spoon-feeding me hipster though.
F/X - CG pigeons suck/
Acting - Hipster shit.
Mise en scene - Hipster shit.
Quotables - "I'm so glad we made a movie about my life, it blurs the lines between reality and fiction blah blah blah blah oh god I just took a huge hipster shit mid-sentence, but anway the club was costing us money and blah blah blah."
Cool stuff - No.
0/7
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