Film Geek (review)
What a crock of shit. What a crock of dork wish fulfillment masquerading as a supposedly charming portrait of a supposedly charming asocial twit who — here’s the wish-fulfillment part — suddenly finds the world at his feet, worshipping his dorkiness. Scotty Pelk (Melik Malkasian) is a videostore clerk and idiot savant whose almost obscene obsession with movies and inability to read the body language or, you know, hear the verbal language of anyone around him means he ends up pissing the hell out of people who don’t care that Terence Malick has made only three films in 30 years. Scotty is an annoying dweeb, and no amount of fantasy on the part of writer/director James Westby — who calls the film semiautobiographical — can erase that: not Scotty’s sudden and inexplicable acquisition of a hot girlfriend (Tyler Gannon), and not the overnight success of his formerly completely ignored movie Web site, which turns Scotty into a local celebrity in his small Oregon city. If Westby had given us any opportunity to read the events of the film purely as Scotty’s imaginary dorky wish fulfillment, that might be a redeeming factor. If Westby had been able to buoy his clunky narrative and pedestrian imagery with something whimsical or vivacious, we might be able to take it all as a vision from a parallel dimension of odd. But it all just feels like Westby’s cinematic masturbation. Extras include outtakes, a making-of featurette, and more.
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