Ben & Arthur Reviews
I've been reading my dictionary for the past six weeks, non-stop, without ever sleeping to find a word that accurately describes the Sam Mraovich vision and, subsequently, universe. Nothing came close, until I found the word "pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis" while browsing a medical journal. I'm not even going to bother finding out what that word means. It's Mraovich's word now. "Ben & Arthur" IS pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, and I'll defend it to the death, waging war against anyone who thinks otherwise. The gentleman who played the Priest is one of the finest underplayed character actors since Michael Moriarty dropped out of the biz to pursue a thriving career in domestic terrorism. It's not just the loss of his white-out that is ailing him, it is the loss of his very soul and MIIIIINNDDD!!!!! TOTAL EMOTIONAL DISINTEGRATION, I TELL YOU! ARE YOU FUCKING LISTENING TO ME!?!
The camera used it horrible. Honestly it probably costed a little over a hundred dollars. The movie has many inconsistencies. Like the couple "going to Vermont" to get married, when there are palm trees every where.
Even as a B movie, Ed Wood was more professional in his work than the guy who directed/acted this.
If you like movies so bad there good, search on the internet for this. I am giving it a bad review because for people who don't like watching crappy B movies you will get bored. Mainly because the dialog is horrendous, strange and just nonsensical plot, and probably the worst acting you could possibly ever see.
1. Did you shoot this sequentially?
2. Ever heard of a boom mic?
3. Ever heard of acting?
4. Did you really mean to biff this up as bad as you did?
The cover made it look as promising as the fuel gauge almost on E and no gas station for 25 miles, but the movie proved to be similar to the car spontaneously exploding.