Originally Posted by
Shannon
Eraserhead.
I've rated a lot of movies one out of five stars in my lifetime. Here is the list:
2001 Maniacs: Field Of Screams, Altered States, Basket Case, Birth, Black X-Mas, Bloody Mary, Bruno, Bug, Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever, Cabin Fever 3: Patient Zero, Cannibal! The Musical, Cell 2, Darkness, Faces Of Death 3, Fantastic Voyage, Freaked, House / Hausu, I Spit On Your Grave, I Stand Alone / Seul Contre Tous, Ice Age: The Meltdown, In A Glass Cage / Tras El Cristal, Junebug, Kelly Clarkson's Cautious Christmas Music Tale, Love Object, Meet The Spartans, Pauly Shore Is Dead, Pi, Pirahna 3DD, Plan 9 From Outer Space, Pulse, Salo, Seed, Semi-Pro, Supernatural Activity, Suspect Zero, Syriana, Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation, The Big Tits Dragon / Kyonyu Doragon: Onsen Zonbi Vs Sutorippa 5, The Child's Eye, The Last Horror Movie, The Million Dollar Hotel, The Ruins, The Squid And The Whale, The Ward, Hour Of The Wolf, Velvet Goldmine, Wild Orchid, and Wild Things: Diamonds In The Rough.
That being said, I have never seen as horrible a "film" as Eraserhead. I wanted to turn it off after five minutes. I REALLY wanted to turn it off after ten minutes. And literally every minute after that, it got exponentially worse. I thought I was being tricked. I thought, "There is absolutely no way this is a real movie. This is a joke." But it's real, and some people love it. Some people think it's art. Jean probably loves it, he's into that artsy stuff. Not me. This was shit.
I wouldn't wish a viewing of this piece of shit on my worst enemy. I couldn't turn it off. It became a challenge. Could I do it? Could I actually finish this movie? And I did finish it, but I hate myself for finishing it. Ninety minutes of my life, absolutely gone. A lot of people always say that, "Oh, that's so and so hours I'm not getting back." But for me, this type of hatred of something makes everything related to it so much more important.
This isn't just ninety minutes of my life that I wasted.
This is the last one minute that ninety different people spend with the love of their lives before seeing them die of old age in a hospital bed. That's what I just wasted.
Fuck.