- Current Status
- In Season
- 110 minutes
- Limited Release Date
- Adam Driver, Mia Wasikowska
- John Curran
- The Weinstein Company
Talk is cheap — otherwise Henry Jaglom couldn’t afford to make movies. In the last 20 years, this little-known wonder has written, directed, and occasionally starred in eight low-budget films that feature characters chattering endlessly about their deepest, darkest subtexts. Frustrating and amusing, ridiculous and challenging, Jaglom’s movies are cheaper but more emotionally ambitious than nearly anything that comes out of the major studios. That alone makes them worth seeing, and one of home video’s advantages is that something this oddball can be seen outside the urban art houses. They’re also very funny, however, and that only enhances their appeal.
Jaglom films are about the ugly, messy, and comical depths to which people go in order to rationalize their fears. Jaglom takes it for granted that modern man has surrounded himself with B.S. What he’s interested in is separating the B.S. that keeps us sane from the B.S. that keeps us from connecting.
Unfortunately, Jaglom likes to flaunt his uncommercial style like a badge of integrity, as if hand-held camera work somehow made his tales more important. That’s true of Cherry Pie and especially of Tracks, a surreally ”heavy” (i.e., incomprehensible) 1976 allegory featuring Dennis Hopper as a crazed Vietnam vet on a cross-country train trip.
Still, it’s because he makes an art form out of self-conscious yammering that this director divides audiences so sharply: Depending on your point of view, Jaglom’s either one of the best-kept secrets in independent filmmaking or a pox upon it, a lucid, funny ironist or a self-indulgent whiner. He’s all of those, of course. That’s what makes his movies interesting. D