Wild at heart. Absolute trash, and I got my money back! I walked out in the first 20 minutes. Even the theater knew it was trash, ever have a similar experince [sic]?
I've never walked out on a movie that I pad for, and I never demanded my money back, but if I ever would have, it would have been
The Piano.
This was a movie that seemed to set off some kind of feeding frenzy among critics, each trying to outdo their colleagues as far as praising this movie. So, I went to a theater to see it.
It was utter crap.
That really isn't a fair statement, for to call this movie utter crap is an insult to any movie that actually rises to the level of being good enough to qualify as utter crap.
On thinking back, I now think that what I saw was some odd variant of the
Emperor's New Clothes effect, that perhaps some very well-regarded critic praised it, leading all the other critics to fear that if they went against what the first one said, that their own credibility might be damaged.
I think I saw this effect, again, with
American Beauty. Again, a movie that was highly praised by all the professional critics. I would not say that it was nearly as bad as
The Piano. Not bad enough, even, to qualify as utter crap (which
The Piano was not good enough to qualify as). But it really was not a particularly good movie, either.
What I learned from this is not to give very much credibility to processional movie critics. Whatever drives their judgements as to what makes a good movie or what makes a bad movie is wildly out of line with my own experiences. There are many movies that the critics loved, that I did not, and many that the critics hated, that I very much liked; and the likelihood of my opinion of a movie being at all consistent with those of professional movie critics turns out to be fairly low.