Odd as it may sound, it works perfectly, and Wool's film ends up coming across like some sort of treatise on Nineties disaffection and a paean to following your heart and damn the torpedoes of logical lifestyles. It's a good message, and a wonderful film, the type of which I think we'll be seeing more and more of as the decade progresses.
It may seem strange, but it works perfectly, and Wool's film turns into something like a treatise on Nineties disillusionment and a tribute to following your heart and ignoring the rules of logical living. It's a good message, and a great movie, the kind we'll be seeing more of as the decade progresses.