How to Draw a Bunny Reviews
Now I don't tend to be a fan of movies about artists, unless they're by Milos Forman, and this film is no exception. And don't get me wrong, I love good art. It's just that, this movie is about one kid (Leonardo DiCaprio) who's obviously pretty cool, and probably a decent artist, getting his dick sucked all day by some ugly bald guy. And then the ugly bald guy is some kind of lesser poet too, and his wife can't get enough of him so he beats her and sets her hair on fire because she isn't as cool as Leonardo DiCaprio. What a plot, eh?
This is the kind of movie that makes you wonder what good art is at all. It makes me wonder why so many classic poets were totally gay, and which is the horse and which is the carrige. Most of the movie I was pretending this was about Alan Ginsberg being in love with William S. Burroughs. See how many classic poets you can compare the tale to! I mean, don't bother watching it, just compare.
Somehow this sadistic film drags out this love hierarchy through a grueling fifteen hours (or something like that) of repetetive disciple-abuse. It's all about artists hating people who like them. And love not being real, and all sorts of other very jaded messages.
Oh, I did like one quote. "Love needs to be reinvented."
I like it because of its revolutionary and reinventing the moment tone, although in this film it is definitely about abandoning your wife because she doesn't entice your soul as much as the 15 year old poet you let live in your wife's parents' basement.
Oh but if you do like movies about artists scamming thier ways into crummy lives, I would sooner reccommend "How to Draw a Bunny."
*15 Sept 06: After another viewing I like the film even more. A great job putting the story all together. I have seen the film three times now, and loving it more and more.