What can you really say about a movie like this one? It's an experience, one every movie lover should have once. I know I was uncomfortable throughout, but I still haven't decided if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Simply stated-this movie was horrible! I couldn't even get through it. I don't understand how a tornado could have screwed up these people so much. Cat killing and fornication with the mentally challenged is not even a slight bit entertaining to me. What the hell was this?
Sympathetic portrayal of the dregs of society, or exploitative backwoods freak-show? Probably a bit of both. I vacillated between disgust and morbid curiosity, but whatever may be the case, Gummo is undeniably unique, and often compelling, which is enough for me to value it even with all my doubts.
Whether gross, sad, funny, or frightening, it's always alive, genuine, and utterly unique, even when some of the acting from non-actors leaves something to be desired or Korine treats his literally and figuratively impoverished characters a bit like circus freaks.
Yes, it indulges in a kind of nihilism I often find very boring and adolescent. But what could easily be simply a condescending freak show is actually something almost tender. Korine clearly has an affection for these characters that shines through even when they're being horrible. If the people of this universe are sometimes interesting for rather cheap reasons, at least they ARE interesting. You never know what you're going to see next, and it's often something you've never seen before.
May i return to my Korine-Arbus parallel? Thank you.
This film is very alive and authentic, like that frog dissected right in front of you in biology class.
And i bet you too can see the poetry in it.
Will rewatch.
I don't like everything Harmony Korine has made, but the little details in this are so charming and beautiful that it is impossible to not be immersed in it.
Korine pulls the curtain to the bizarre, demented, freakshow of America that you don't see on your nightly news. It's like walking in the shoes of a child with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Who knows, your inbred cousin in Kentucky might enjoy this one.