Staggeringly awful

Indie rubbish: Shannyn Sossamon, Patrick Fugit and Shea Whigham in Wristcutters
15 December 2012

Robert Redford, who founded Sundance, the premier showcase for American independent cinema, once told me when I complained about the general standard of the festival that year that no one should be surprised to see just as much rubbish from independents as from Hollywood.

It's just a different kind of rubbish. Goran Dukic's film proves his point. It has Patrick Fugit cutting his wrists, entering an afterlife reserved for suicides and looking for his lost love.

It is a staggeringly awful road movie, not much enlivened by the presence of Tom Waits as a wizened participant. Several festival prizes tell me I'm wrong, by the way.

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