Recensioni di Metacritic

Much like the work of generational cohort Michael Robinson, Alex Ross Perry's films are steeped in a viscous cultural past.

You can feel the movie building away from the whiny comedy and toward something more emotionally raw then something sexually weird.

A singularly unpleasant movie: full of obnoxious characters in scenes that seem overwritten and under-rehearsed, oblivious to the most basic standards of tonal consistency, narrative coherence or visual decorum. But it is also sly, daring, genuinely original and at times perversely brilliant.

A film about how outwardly alienating our circles are (much to the detriment of our careers) and how caustic our supposedly nurturing intimacies can be at the same time.

There's handmade and then there's amateurish. This, alas, is the latter.

As an indulgence in creative verbal abuse, the film offers some nasty fun.

You might not "like" Perry's movie, but it's hard to deny the forensically assured sensibility at work.

The Color Wheel is funny, but it has a dark streak that takes it into increasingly creepy territory as the siblings face down a procession of people who are even more screwed-up than they are.

Some will call The Color Wheel daring. Others will remember that it takes more than desperate shocks to add substance to the sloppy diddlings of a dilettante.