Director Matthew Victor Pastor could have just rearranged his title to say "Random Melodrama in Melbourne" instead of that slashed version that gave the mistaken impression that this was a series of short films. Maybe it was really that -- a collection of various short video clips haphazardly edited together to make a it a full-length feature film. However, that said, there was absolutely no cohesion among all the elements. T
There was a group of milennials calling themselves the TMD (which stood for Tru Male Dynamics) who produced amateur webcasts about various issues involving Asians in Melbourne, Australia. First, there was a 30+ year old man who was still a virgin, and his lame attempts to pick up girls. The next part was about a man who was jilted by his girlfriend who so happened to be seeing one of the TMD guys. These parts were all in English. In the third part, then a female character spoke in Filipino about how she came to Melbourne back in the 1980s and raised her two daughters.
Threaded through this barely-there narrative were all these "Cinema-o-Ke" music video scenes with lyrics as subtitles. These videos were mostly by an artist named Fergus Cronkite, and were all preceded by a trigger warning that they may induce real emotions. To be fair, some of the songs were not bad. There were several of these videos, from opening to closing credits. It would help if the lyrics had anything to do with the story. I did not see or hear any connection. (Well, first of all I did not really see a story to begin with.)
In addition, there were scenes of conversations with prostitutes, stalkers, pick-ups, sex in public toilets, assaults, vomit -- all dizzyingly caught on very shaky camera, making the confusing mess even more difficult to watch. None of those flight-of-consciousness scenes led to anything meaningful for me. I could not figure out the purpose of this film nor who its target audience was supposed to be. Whatever, I know this is not for me. 1/10.
nuff said
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