Maaaaan, what a terrible movie! After half an hour, I couldn't take it anymore; after an hour, I was hoping it would end soon; after two hours, I was thinking about why I had even bothered to start it; after three hours, I enjoyed a nice piece of Nina Simone during the credits. The film was a pile of garbage, or rather, to paraphrase Mr. Fantozzi, it was a crazy mess. I would have been better off giving myself four or five hammer blows to the balls... Inland Empire Locomotion