What If Everyone Ate Beans Instead of Beef? Tynesha Foreman, Alice Roth, and Brianna Pressey A punk-rock-meets-aliens story of young romance, it finds itself uncomfortably on the spectrum somewhere between Earth Girls Are Easy and Liquid Sky: neither good enough to be a conventional success nor weird enough to be a cult hit. How to Talk to Girls at Parties, by contrast, seems precisely the film its director, John Cameron Mitchell, intended it to be-and that’s its fundamental problem. The Room, to cite a classic of the last category recently revived by James Franco’s The Disaster Artist, is memorable precisely because of its comprehensive failure ever to be, for even an instant, the tragic, heartbreaking romance it was intended to be. They are films that aspired to be “normal,” or even “good,” but missed the mark and instead stumbled into some glorious and impossible-to-replicate combination of eccentricity, visceral shock, bewilderment, and/or outright awfulness. The true gems of the genre tend to be lucky-or, just as often, unlucky-accidents. One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.
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