What should have been a beautiful, contemplative piece of art, ends up being a self-indulgent bore. You'd be much better off going to your local art museum than sitting through this reject of an art film.
It peers into the twin galleries of art and life, and in particular follows the brief intersection of lives between a security guard (Bobby Sommer) and Anne, one of the museum's regular visitors (Mary Margaret O'Hara).
Museum Hours is less interested in plot than in using its characters as a way to give ideas shape and voice; however, because their performances are natural and improvisatory, the movie never seems didactic.
The result is an experience not unlike going to a museum itself: a chance to peruse wondrous things in a sacred space. For an evening, a movie theater becomes a place where art and life become beautifully entangled.