Karry Best movie of this year hands down!

FeistyUpper If you don't like this, we can't be friends.

Fatma Suarez The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

Rosie Searle It's the kind of movie you'll want to see a second time with someone who hasn't seen it yet, to remember what it was like to watch it for the first time.

runamokprods A fascinating and ambitious mess, with echoes of David Lynch, Jim Jarmusch and Stanley Kubrick among others. Beautifully shot and full of careful and striking lighting and compositions, this tragic-comic character study of an abrasive, sad, utterly unsuccessful stand up comic has a number of surreal scenes and images that are deeply affecting and/or quite funny. There are also a number of scenes that seem needlessly repetitive, or working way too hard to be self-consciously weird. And the film definitely feels long. Back on the plus side, it's made more complex and interesting by the fact that the stand up character in his off-stage real life is outwardly nothing like the hyper-annoying, aggressively unfunny and gross person he plays on stage. He's quiet and introverted and seems more terribly and dangerously depressed than angry. However, under the surface the comic and his on-stage alter ego share a desperate sense of alienation from other human beings, and it's that terrible modern isolation that's at the heart of the film. Extending that exploration, 'Entertainment' plays with an interesting meta idea. What if an arty, self-referential surrealist comic like Andy Kaufman (or this film's lead Gregg Turkington) spent their career playing their most difficult and abrasive alter-ego like Kaufman's Tony Clifton (or star Turkington's Neil Hamburger, who is the basis of the on stage persona here), but instead of playing for crowds of hip and 'knowing' urban young people 'in on the joke', they only got to do that act in sad, barely populated working class dive bars out in the middle of the California desert, where the inside joke is totally lost for the audience. It raises interesting questions about perception and comedy, and how much of our enjoyment of hip ironic distance in modern entertainment is a cover for something wounded and broken inside us. It's a difficult film I'd be hesitant in recommending to most other people, and that I have my own reservations about. Yet I find that since I've seen it, moments, images and performances are aggressively haunting me in a powerful way, and make me look forward to seeing it again.

notact Who pays to make a movie like this and who would watch it? I did not pay to watch but wish I could have been paid to. This movie is ridiculous and boring. Screaming over and over again, driving to the desert to eat a sandwich, rest stop bathroom encounter with creepy people, WTF is the point here. Who would have bankrolled this steaming pile of insanity? I can safely say this movie would be a favorite of a serial killer growing up. Still shocked someone would waste space on a memory card to create suck incomprehensible garbage. Do your self a favor and get a colonic water jetting instead.Stupidest thing I have ever watched. Don' even think about it...

Rob Angus OK I get how this is supposed to be anti entertainment. I get how this is supposed to be an artsy thought provoking watch. I get that this is supposed to be a dark and uncomfortable portrayal of one mans slow descent into vague mental illness. I just don't get it. It simply doesn't work. The acting is good, the film contains believable seedy characters and the setting is appropriate. Just the whole thing is sooo slow and, frankly, boring. Endless montages of the anti hero sitting mute on a bed. Endless slow shots of characters looking at each other. Mute. As a viewer you are left to infer and fill in the blanks to ascertain what is going on. The trouble is you can't be bothered to. The film and the protagonist is so unlikeable and proceedings are so slow and boring you just have no interest. True, I watched till the end. But that says more about me as a viewer than it does the film. I just wanted some form of closure, or at least some sort of justification for actually watching. I was sadly disappointed. Just more of the same slow pointless tut till proceedings crawl to an end. Even worse than Terence Malik's awful Tree of Life film. And that really is saying something. I would avoid.

Liam Blackburn What is entertainment? What possesses someone to want to entertain? Life can grind us down to the bone. It can buoy us at a special moment. We are in a constant battle against the stark reality of a barren world. A world full of sand. Sand and hills. Anima and Animus. The energy needed to move the seemingly immovable object is at a premium. Skeletons of aeroplanes, littered amongst the dunes. Lime green and tanned yellow walls. Colours affect our perception. Death and rebirth all in one day. A fly. Stuck to the wall. Hanging around. What's the point of even trying. To make any of you laugh. Do you even know what it takes to put on a show like this?!