You can finally label me as a grumpy old man. I rented Birdman this weekend. It was the crappiest movie I have seen in some time. The drum soundtrack was getting on my nerves. The camera angles made me want to pull my eyes out. I am happy I did not see this movie in the theater. I get it, it was some kind of allegoric ride into self-destruction of a has been washed up actor graving legitimacy as a stage actor.
This is a movie where pretensions art connoisseurs pretend to like something when we all know it is crap but are afraid to come out and say the truth. I hated this movie. Condorman was a much better movie than this. This cannot be the best movie of the year. What were they smoking?
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