Bellflower Review
2011, 106 minutes
Rated R for disturbing violence, some strong
sexuality, nudity, pervasive language, and some drug use
Bellflower is the
debut (and hopefully the last) film of writer/director/actor/co-producer Evan
Glodell and is absolutely the worst film I have ever seen. It follows the relationship between
Woodrow (Glodell) and Milly (Jessie Wiseman) and Woodrow’s obsession with
post-apocalyptic flamethrowers and cars.
This is going to be a very short review, as I don’t want to waste any
more time thinking about this complete piece of garbage.
I don’t even know where to begin with this movie’s
problems. The first I’ll start
with is the story, which is pointless.
The relationship aspect of the film is very annoying as the only things
the two lovers seem to say is “yeah, dude” and “rad.” It never develops and nothing interesting
happens. The first chunk is boring
enough. Then comes the second part
which is violent, disturbing, unpleasant, and nonsensical. I literally could not follow the second
part as it jumped in time and was told through a haze.
The writing is so bad that I am confident that I could have
written a better movie. As
mentioned above, the characters speak in a “yeah, dude” manner which gets old
quickly. The characters are too
naïve and all they seem to do is lay around, have sex, get high, and
drink. Don’t they have to
work? What a mess!
Then comes the acting which is absolutely atrocious
throughout, especially in the last half hour. I won’t even elaborate more.
What I will say is that the look of the film is quite unique
as Glodell built his own camera and lends the film a warm-colored grit.
Overall, Bellflower is
a mess. Don’t see it. You will be a better person for
following my advice.
0/4
-Joshua Handler
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