The Anarchist Cookbook Reviews
I don't know where to begin.
First off, this movie maybe, MAYBE, would've been acceptable if it had, say, been made in 1993, then, MAYBE, HUGE, HUGE, HUGE maybe. The fact that it was made in 2002 is beyond unacceptable.
One of the most absurdly unoriginal, uninspired, insipid stories written and directed by someone with out a fucking clue as to how to tell a story.
The acting is awful, the editing is awful, the pacing is awful, the story is beyond tedious and awful.
It's like a bunch of suburban jerk offs aping anarchist jerk offs. Rife with blatant hypocrisies, loaded with story threads that go nowhere, oh and a timely overdose of a "beloved" character? You betcha.
Like SLC Punk without the charm, originality, writers, actors and you know, everything that makes that film brilliant.
If anyone ever tries to make you watch it, punch them in the stomach for being so stupid. Then punch yourself in the stomach. Then find Jordan Susman and fucking murder him for this cinematic abortion. A ridiculous piece of fucking shit.
Truly spectacular masturbatory garbage.
Find all the copies of this film and destroy them and I guarantee you, the world will be a better place.
The use of lower quality shots from time to time creates a funny documentary-like feeling which doesn't last though. Doesn't feel real but is a interesting movie 'cuz it's a classic movie about a not so classic subject.
Don't be mislead by the title, there's no anarchy here.