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An atrocity. What happened to Mr. Korine? This wretched "film" is the EPITOME of everything he was trying to annihilate in the 90s. People are so hungry for something different these days, they'll praise a horrid mess like this as Christ's second coming. When you're starving, a mold encrusted crumb seems like a feast. People (artists and everyday folk alike) grow and change. And no, I'm not one of the vile cretin scumbags who "wishes Korine was still on drugs and living in misery", but this isn't "growth". It's a void. Here's to hoping whatever he does next blows his prime years' beautiful, untouchable work out of the water (WRITING the screenplay for Kids, and writing and directing Gummo, and Julien Donkey Boy), and here's to also hoping that what he does next is so stunningly wonderful that it can bury his last 3 hideous works (Mister Lonely, Trash Humpers, and Spring Breakers). Each of those last 3 got progressively worse. It does seem he's still got it in him to create real magic. It really does. He's a special and unique soul, but this one was off the charts nauseating and disappointing.