Good Posture

A film so far up its own arse that it uses the uvula as a disco ball. I have no idea as how this even got funded, what is there to like? The laughable Great Expectations reference, seriously, has the writer ever read the novel? The critics will tell you how the characters are crafted and cooly delivered to the screen etc, twaddle, there is no middle to the film and you couldn't give a toss about the two lead characters. The usual boohoo, nothing new, arty film where everyone concerned pats their own backs.

I took a bit of a blind punt on this film, it was on my sky films list, and as I am rather partial to the odd 'offbeat' indie film I gave it a go.

This really is such a charming film, coloured with imaginative characters all of which are acted in such natural ways, there's nothing to make your eyes roll or let our a very long sigh, this is a very enjoyable and beautifully worked production.

I am so glad I watched this.

I had no prior knowledge of this film when I started watching it so I became incredibly bored after 15 minutes and turned it off. I started it again a few weeks later., and watched another 15 minutes before becoming bored again. A month later I watched the rest of it and could not help thinking: Emily Mortimer must have been desperate to put her name to this; John Early made the 'most irritating man in the world' seem really easy; Grace van Patten shines as she always does despite being in a very unshiny film; and I feel nothing, absolutely nothing at all, nothing whatsoever having watched the credits roll up, except a faint tinge of 'what else could I have done with my time tonight?' Those who like self congratulatory, pretentious, pseudo art films will love it.

Good acting, acceptable production values on par with a low budget - I guess (a real aestheticist-entrepreneur the one who decided to throw his money here...).

Unfortunately despite 2-3 nice scenes, the insipide writing, pointless story and basic direction don't justify the view.

Quirky and strange one can say, free and ravishing to others.to me , the grumpy old man and his grumpy better half, do both feel we sit leftwith an empty shell of a story experience, with loads of vocalali, uncareingness, adolescent adults and a writers cramp..

its like drinking tea on the titanic at 12000 feet below waters edge, accompanieged by a self illuminating deep sea sculpin, dangling its fluorescent bait back and forth, to lure you into the belly of silver screen fun and entertainment, but what you get are just a blurry gulch of blood and gall stories of a punch and judy way of life, where the seriousness does kill the magic, and the narcisissm kills the fun.

acting, are very free but not a good way to tell the sad story.

score, some nuttyish feature songs on string instruments sung by a striving female hanging upside down with her gutters pressing againt her vocal chords, may be something for you

but not for me ,im still grumpy, and the max sum of 4 stars goes to some of the shoots at the new york streetlevel. just a small recommend