Another college friend weighs in with some thoughts. She is a noted poet and teacher now and had a lot of vitriol for the incessant music playing throughout the flick in lieu of actual scenework.
I appreciated this statement in response to my statement that the film is more a series of scenes that barely connect and are held together by the music:
“this is the bullshit myth of “postmodernism”: that the narrative structure can be dished out in discrete pieces. that is a total misunderstanding of structure; it’s cynical and very lazy.”
Zactly.
