Tyger Tyger

I knew this was going to be good. Shot in the law-less and psychedelic city aka slab city. Great acting as was the editing and the end was just brilliant. This film deserves way more recognition that it currently has. Well done.

It was so poetic the way this was done. Dylan Sprouse is a real talent and really toke this film to another level. If anybody has actually been to slab city knows how weird and lawless that place is so it was so fitting and the fact that they shot this there it must have been a crazy experience. Would love to see the behind the scenes footage.

Don't be fooled by all the 9 and 10 star "user comments," which if you check, you'll notice are all written by people who "mysteriously" have never commented about another movie before--in other words, they're filmmaker friends, family and crew. This makes a stab at doing something offbeat, but is completely hopeless, given that there appears to be no real script, the non-actors can't improvise to save their lives, and frankly the level of sociopolitical commentary is well-intended but childish. It's as if the most burned-out people you met at Burning Man last year decided "Let's make a movie! We'll be our own cast and crew! And we'll make it about like a dystopian future where people like us are the cool Robin Hood types!!" I give it credit for at least trying to say something--however poorly and incoherently--but it really is just about unwatchable. And inept as the movie is, the level of pretentious self-importance is hilarious. I mean, the opening credits alone say "A Film by (the director's name)" THREE TIMES. Uh, we get it: You made this thing. You're an artist! Except most artists don't feel the need to sign a work umpteen times, as if the signature were more important than the work itself.

A dream. A nightmare. Non-conforming. Futuristic. Sincere. Falls into the ranks of fringe French cinema. For example, Happy End or Les derniers jours du monde (2009) and Our day will come or Notre jour viendra (2010). If Fear and loathing in Las Vegas (1998) had sex with Spun (2002) this would be their hipster-love-child. Right when you fall for it- it breaks your illusion. Don't believe the masses. See for yourself.

I watched to the very end. It's a puzzle of scenes that could be interpreted as poetic if you dive into the writers mini bio. While I was able to see the resemblance of the "burning man" desert type lifestyle in this film I doubt many people can believe that there in fact is a place like this. Add junkie and a little mental health awareness to it and you have this film.