Review of Wavelength (1967) by Thorne W — 16 Oct 2008

Don't waste your time. The fact that this movie is as well known as it is is an insult to film making. Let me tell you exactly what the movie is: some people move something into a room, then leave. 5 minutes pass as cars randomly go by outside. 2 more people walk in, close the window, then listen to the Beatles. Once they leave, the picture starts slowly zooming in over the course of the next 38 minutes, changing colors and filters sporadically along the way as an increasingly annoying high-pitched wine drones on. Eventually, you're treated to the only thing of remote cinematic value, a snapshot of ocean waves which over the course of a minute gets blurred beyond recognition. End of movie, screen goes white, film reel ends.

Avant-Garde film making is the most ridiculous concept known to man as you could literally host an entire movie about raping a woman and eating her remains as her slope-headed retarded son watches and weeps from the sidelines (it happened), increase the contrast and duplicate the frames to resemble nothing, then slap your name on it and BAM! You're not only a film maker, but a renowned film maker because you're so damn brave. Just do yourself a favor and skip this movie.