Well, folks, I think we've just seen what may end up being the worst film at Cannes this year, Wim Wender's Palermo Shooting. I didn't like Serbis, but I stuck it out to the wretched end of Palermo Shooting out of some masochistic desire to see just how bad it was going to get. Man, I'm disappointed.
I had high hopes for this film, with the stills of Dennis Hopper, who has the misfortune to play Death in the film, looking like an extra from a bad vampire movie, but the poor guy is given some of the worst lines ever written for a film. When he deadpans, "I'm sick of playing the bad guy," and then segues into a bizarre rant on digital versus analog photography, you wonder if he's secretly bemoaning his decision to take a role in this film.