NOT under my skin

LAST night we walked the 65 steps to the cinema to see Under The Skin.

Before the movie was over, we walked another 65 steps back (in reality we took a longer walk laughing that it was one of the worst movies we'd ever have seen. -- It was only the second movie I've ever walked out on). We were followed almost immediately by another couple. Because it was in English and it was being shown during the dinner hour the audience was small.

The best description I can come up with movie maker masturbation. The director was fascinated with long drawn out visuals, much like the writer who is so fascinated with his own words that he forgets the purpose is to tell a story.

Back home we looked the movie up on IMDB and startpage.com. It should have been a clue to NOT go had we read about it earlier.

Yes, it did get some good reviews, probably by the same type of reviewer who would stand in front of a blank canvas spouting drivel such as how "The artist has captured the infinite in her simplicity of color." 

Rick review is at http://lovinglifeineurope.blogspot.fr/2014/08/worst-movie-ive-ever-seen.html (Note: we do have different tastes in types films but not when it comes to technique, acting, writing, etc.)