I dozed off about 15 times during "Cosmopolis," which wins my vote for worst art-house film of 2012 so far. I'm sure there are interesting ideas somewhere in this film by director David Cronenberg (based on a novel by Don De Lillo). But the film is directed so poorly that it's almost impossible to listen to the dialogue.

Every scene is directed the same way. Two actors sit across from each other and have a conversation. The camera almost never moves; the actors almost never move. It is inert and monotonous.

This kind of material would normally be right up my alley. I loved Cronenberg's 'Naked Lunch' and 'Crash,' which were also based on avant-garde novels. I find De Lillo a very interesting writer and was very excited when I heard Cronenberg was going to take him on. If this film can't even reach its target audience (me), then I'm sure it will disappear very quickly.

I don't know what's going on with Cronenberg today. His last film, "A Dangerous Method," was pretty dull. And he follows that up with this crushingly lifeless piece of work, which it seems he directed in his sleep. Yikes.