Woodshock

Woodshock is both gorgeous and pretentious in equal measures, and it's hard to reconcile the fact that you don't get one without the other – or that, coming in the shadow of another free-form swing for the fences, any rush to ding the movie for being an exercise in style over substance isn't even slightly tinged by gender.

There are a lot of half-complete ideas among the sisters’ jumble of imagery, but trying to tie them together is a fitfully enjoyable, if ultimately fruitless experience.

Viewers who thought nothing much happened in "It Comes At Night" are advised to steer clear.

The first impression is definitely one of all style, and precious little substance.

Now and then the Mulleavys capture a moment or glimmer of true mystery; more often, and certainly in dramatic terms, Woodshock feels like a movie that never stops buffering.

There’s a thin, and very jagged, line between the radical mosaic approach to editing and narrative of a film like Shane Carruth’s Upstream Color and the impressionistic jigsaw vagueness of Woodshock, which simply seems reluctant to commit itself to mere coherence, as if that simply were too unchic.

It becomes the obnoxious equivalent of trying to have a serious conversation with people who are high out of their minds.

Disclaimer: DNF @ 50 minute mark. Curiosity killed this cat! I think this has one of the coolest posters and trailers of any 2017 movie or maybe even any movie. I was really excited when this came out but I couldn't go opening week and the following week it was gone. The critics hated it, I would've still gone because I loved the trailer and poster, but I couldn't of. The one thing an Indie needs is happy critics. I realized, however, that it was free on amazon, so it seemed only fair I give it a watch. The critics I heard from all said it was trippy garbage and I was curious. But, it is NOT trippy garbage, it is legitimately nothing. There is no plot. There's not even hallucinations. It was made for tumblr. I swear that there were points where they paused just so someone could make it a gif set and they could get free advertising. Every single scene is like that. All these slow but aesthetic looking stills are paired with whispering dialogue. That's right, whispering. Everyone talks in lowered voices and barely says anything. I could not keep up with who was who because I was sooo bored and they weren't accenting and words, there were no words to hold onto. My mom came in while I was watching and genuinely asked if I was awake which perfectly describes my feelings towards this movie.

There is only one word that can describe Woodshock: Irredeemable. This movie is atrocious. What happened, A24?