Insecurity of men cannot be shown in a more subtle and delicate way...

it's lost on me why uwe boll has more heard of movies than vincent gallo. vincent gallo IS this movie he did everything including produce, edit, direct, star-in, write, and write the music for this film. the writing is what truly shines in this bad boy, although he makes a very strange character for himself.

What an odd movie. Loved every second of it!

yes, my salted america.

I saw this movie shortly after moving to Buffalo, where I've lived several years. I consider the city to be one of the main characters, like a poor man's Manhattan, and in that respect Gallo captures the feel of a run-down city that is far too in love with sports that it never wins. It's depressing, but hey its kinda depressing to live here in the first place.

Vincent Gallo is a misogynist and self-indulgent hack. While the character study and family relationship interaction is difficult and challenging in a good way, the MPDG (manic pixie dream girl) stereotype of Ricci is just awful. Add in a cop-out ending and a great movie is wasted.

An unwatchable glimpse into a terribly boring, overly-confident Vincent Gallo, who would be better served in the film industry by getting coffee for the directors he so badly wants to imitate. Even an interesting historical footnote--Scott Norwood's missed field goal in Super Bowl XXV--is trashed to the point of oblivion. I hated this movie.

Very cool looking movie I thought I was going to hate up until the last few minutes. Sort of like the opposite of The Brown Bunny. Gallo is a fucking weirdo.

Honestly i really want to give this picture more stars just for the scene of Christina tap-dancing to "Moonchild." Interesting cinematography interlaced with occasional tense scenes & dull stuff. Usually impossible to believe. Cool. Weird. Unlikeable and well done.

This was actually really great. Vincent Gallo is awesome. Ben Gazzara and Anjelica Huston are brilliant as Billy's parents.

As one fellow kumpler put nicely, he does have a "rare quality of capturing undiluted loneliness on film". Beside the arbitrary sequence of events that unfold in quite a seemingly meaningless and awkward direction, their was something extraordinary about the substance of this film. Vincent Gallo played an excellent role, capturing that purely devoid of life expression. The city of Buffalo was portrayed as a soulless and sullen wasteland successfully. Overall, a gripping and aberrant experience.

Holy shit, this is like the film I've been wanting to make my whole life. Kind of like if Cassavetes directed Punch-Drunk Love, or something. I applaud Vincent for having the cajones to make this film, it's really the kind of film that will only resonate with a small select group of people, but when it does the film is like a godsend. One of the most beautiful love stories I've ever seen. I would have ended it differently though...

Bullshit '66. It's so bad it hurts. Awful dialogues, obvious screenwriting, a horrible sense of character development, and pretentious in many ways. It's a shame to see Ben Gazzara in such a shitty 'wannabe cult' movie.

Vincent Gallo is a real character. From what I read about him, he seems like an idiot with strong convictions. I had a hard time separating his character in this film with his persona. Thing is, Gallo's narcissism makes this film. Even though this character is self-centered asshole teenage-adult, you can't but be fascinated by him. Great choice of the soundtrack, I discovered Yes because of this film. In Vincent's mind, everyone wants to see his penis. Poor guy.