dmtrialika Most of the scenes are Bud in the driver seat, looking like he got a lot on his mind, with some shit-ass background sound.

Ron Solina Boasting an exceptional soundtrack, minimal and well-suited for a film about someone embarking on a solitary road trip, the meditative pace is very much apt for such a contemplative film. Plus points.The thing I find implausible in what Mr. Gallo did in this brooding and painfully slow film was shooting that scene in the desert salt flats where he just took his jacket off, leaving him with only a white tank top on as he rides his motorbike and zooms off disappearing towards the horizon, and in all that time, not managing to include a scene where he has his character, Bud Clay, apply some sunscreen given that it's such a harsh, blistering environment. The unhealthy and risky things he did in this film, among other things. Minus points.But one can't deny that he has indeed an artistic vision in conveying his narrative, calculated shot composition, gritty images, awkward camera angles that looked amateurish, and yes, the symbolism. In analyzing that motorbike-riding-towards-the-horizon scene, what he essentially did there kind of mirrors what he accomplished in making this film, acting with a complete disregard for what harm would befall unto him, in this case (sun)burning himself, for the sake of what he considers art.With regards to the sex scene, even though it involves two very good-looking actors, it never felt that erotic (it's definitely a non-porn). It was more along the lines of a scene realistically done and was not in any way meant to be salacious. One cannot possibly take pleasure in watching that scene the same way there is no enjoyment in seeing a wheelchair-bound person have their chair yanked away from them. There are some steamy sex scenes in other art films that were indeed meant to stimulate, but this film just doesn't bring someone in that kind of prurient mindset. (And I could name those that do in a heartbeat.) Take it from a guy whose chances of being put in the same situation as that notorious consensual scene is as remote as a rat's chances of stealing cheese in a cheese factory the same time it's hosting a mouse-hunting-for-cats convention. Virtually impossible, not bloody likely. But, as with everything else in life, nothing can always be deemed improbable.--B-flat--

RavenGlamDVDCollector I saw it years ago and have the DVD, but will never watch this thing again. Never. It has got to be the most boring movie ever made. It is like watching close-circuit security camera footage in an upmarket neighborhood, static imagery with no prospect of anything happening to liven it up. Chloe Sevigny? Yes, I had heard about the controversial blowjob scene, and I DID enter for that reason, mostly to see the mainstream interpretation of something only seen in porn, but, boy, was I put off by the lethargic pace, this dude who is so SO into himself that he believes it would be fun to watch him the whole time, however inconsequential his deeds. Watch Vincent do this, watch Vincent do that. The biggest egomaniac of all. Looks like FACEBOOK THE MOVIE featuring a motorcycle racer. Minus any excitement except Chloe - but wade in after her at your own risk. Not worth the bother. The movie is so bad it looks like maybe perhaps at the DVD store the guys broke the original Hollywood movie and quickly made a replacement. You're going to feel like the dumbest fool for watching. I kid you not.If they showed this on TV with ad breaks, the commercials would be the high point of the show. The weather forecast would hold your interest a whole lot more. You would be asleep long before the BJ.And if you wanna see hot chicks doing that stuff, try Hustler's Barely Legal, Vivid, Private and Digital Playground.

steven-carinci-43-608097 How many films can Vinny make about male menopause? Lower testosterone,receding gums... Getting old sucks but the Dago Woody Allen will have a difficult time re-inventing himself next time: "The Prostate Affair (Always Gotta Go)" written and directed by Vincent Gallo.Plus how did he get away with a real porn scene? Wouldn't that make the movie X-rated? Seriously, this guy is Woody Allen born Italian Catholic. Like Camille Paglia and Anna DiFranco, still unwashed wops from the provinces of upstate NY. Christ, am I glad I was born and braised in NYC.Have cousins in Middletown...I don't know, out-of-towners are destroying NYC.