How cute it is to see a movie start off by suggesting that the experience youre about to go through was conceived out of lack of reason.
So for no reason heres your 3.3.
(A movie about a killer tire is not something thats exactly easy to talk about since the idea itself once I heard of it seemed to be the most stupid thing to ever be conceived by mankind. The movie from the beggining however takes a slight turn as it justifies it through ART which both helps to understand some of the commentary that the movie might convey as making the whole concept and its execution even more retarded and laughable.)
With lines that will go down in history, such as, "it's not over! it transformed into a tricycle!" this movie is sure to be a hit for 18+ adults of all ages.
It may not be a horrible film but in my opinion it is not to the taste of many people and was disengaging in some scenes. For me this movie was alright but i wouldn't watch it again.
It sounds, and looks, utter crap, but in the way that it looks so sh*t it's good. However, that isn't actually the film you're going to get. The film you are going to get is nothing like that, the film you are going to get is so sh*t it's sh*tter.
Only half of the film is a film about a killer tyre roaming the street killing people whilst being chased by the police. The other half is people stood in the desert watching all of this through binoculars.
The people with the binoculars are watching actors acting out the film in front of them. The actors in the film however are trying to kill off the audience (the people watching through binoculars) so they can stop acting and go home.
Yes you did read all that properly, the fact that it doesn't make sense isn't because you read it incorrectly but rather because it doesn't actually make any sense. However, none of this utter sh*t is hinted at in the trailer.
If, as we were, you are tempted to watch this film for a laugh, don't. Watch Sharknado instead. That's sh*t but accepts it's sh*t and gives you sh*tness to laugh at. Rubber is sh*t, but the film maker is so pretentious he thinks that he will blur the lines of reality and make some sort of art deco masterpiece that functions as a commentary on the voyeuristic nature of the modern world.
Instead he is just a ****. I will repeat that, Quentin Dupieux is a ****, an utter total and complete pretentious **** with the talent of a hedgehog that has been run over by a truck, and if I ever have the misfortune of meeting him I will forcibly feed him the aforementioned hedgehog.