The LEGO Movie 2: The Second Part
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All Critics (10)
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A film named after Chic's finest dancefloor offering frankly demands more dramatic pulse and thrust.
Audience enjoyment is ... likely to be dictated by tolerance of generally aimless, often witty, sometimes pretentious West Coast hipsterdom.
[I]t's a shame then that the film doesn't do all that much with the promise of this more honest material.
It's a tad inconsequential, but Travis Mathews offers a believable slice of San Franciscan life with his graphic debut feature.
It's a sweet, slight movie that, while hardly a paragon of dramatic originality, executes a simple idea very effectively.
A well-meaning ensemble drama about boho San Franciscans sorting their love lives, it never heats its faltering fictive story to the temperature of its unfaltering sex scenes.
An enjoyable and controversial drama with impressively naturalistic performances and a strong soundtrack, but the graphic gay sex scenes feel too overdone.
It's consistently intriguing, but realistically fragmented.
Graphic, gritty and uncompromising, it explores love through the act of sex - an admirable experiment.
An excellent work by a talented emerging filmmaker.
By expanding to full length his impressive (and deeply involving) short movie, Matthews displays once more his remarkable talent for showing graphic intimacy with so much passion and honesty; the only problem, however, is that the film is also too diffuse and fragmented.
Director Travis Matthews nails the communicative properties of sex (people say far more there than they do anywhere else) and the sort of vague emptiness that eats away at a person due to lack of artistic unfulfillable. That said, I do think the ending is without the kind of gravity Matthews was shooting for, but I still liked everything that came before it.
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