"Aching poignancy?" Are you high? I've seen (or actually, been reluctantly convinced to watch by arty film school mates) Julien donkey boy etc. It never struck me as articulary good filmamking. It was just randonm, basically meaningless junk. His work has no agenda, which I could of course forgive if it was beautiful. But I don't find it so. And if anybody following me uses the term 'postmodern' (or some other deconstructionist garbage term) in their post, I shall be very upset. Korine knows simply that we are all profoundly worried about the underclass, and prepared to sit through any garbage that gives us the vauge cathartic feeling that we are somehow connected to their nightmare. He is an emotional huckster, and any such feeling is absolutley spurious.

Gummo's one of those films I've seen at least 4 or 5 times. Not because I "liked" it either, but because once you see it you can't shake it. It's truly a slice of sub-suburban Americana macabre (if that makes sense). I'm sure I'll not be able to tear myself away from Trash Humpers also.

Yeah, Well you could saythe same thing about 'two girls one cup.' Im sorry, I don't mean to sound rude or dismissive, but Horine just bugs me.

what a f***ing waste of time and energy

Gotta be honest... crap like this doesn't do much for your credibility as a reviewer or recommender of films, but then I've learned to take it with a grain of salt... and I'm only here for the post-apoc info anyways.

The phrase "we are all profoundly worried about the underclass" is almost as funny as these clips.

:-)

Korine is a genius, just cause you don't understand his way of thinking doens't mean it's not good. Who cares if you don't like it, seriously, who are you anyway some kind of critic? It's refreshing to a twisted view on reality and capture it on film, so shut up.

Damob, your criticism of Korine is the best I've heard, but accepting that there is something about the American underclass that moves us in his films, it is more than just a circus that we force ourselves to watch out of twisted compassion. Unlike the Brothers Grimm, these people are not monsters from a horror film fueled by the devil, they are us, a product of our confused world. This is the devil's show. The actor is a product. They are garbage, we are garbage. We all still hold onto some beautiful, impossible dream- the kid in the bunny suit- but trapped in a ruined world, the result ends up being lost tape no one cares about. No one shows us our own sad state better than Harmony Korine.

Please kill me before he makes another movie. How does this guy get money?