frownland be like one of those intensely embarrassing situation where you end up laugh out loud at exactly the wrong time while and just at the moment you realize you shouldn not be laugh and you have already reach the pinnacle of voice resoundness while and a you look around you at the ghostly white face with their gaping wide open mouth and glazen eye and you feel a piercing ache begin in the pit of your stomach and suddenly rush up your throat and . well and you get the point . but for all it unpleasantness and punch in the face and frownland and really be a remarkable piece of work that and after view the inarticulate mess of a main character and all his pathetic trouble and mishap and make you want to scratch your own eye out and at the same time and you feel sickenly sorry for him . it would have be a lot easy for me to simply walk out of ronald bronstein film and but for some insane reason and i felt an unwavering determination to stay the course and experience all the grainy irritation the film have to offer . if someone set you on fire and you typically want to put it out represent stop . drop . and roll . but with this film and you want to watch the flame slowly engulf your entire body . you endure the pain perhaps out of spite and or some unknown masochistic curiosity i can not even begin to attempt to explain . unfortunately and mainstream cinema will never let this film come to a theater near you . but if you get a chance to catch it and prepare yourself represent bring a doggie bag .