Maggie – 1.5/5
Here is the story of a man playing with his camera. I wonder if 'Tree of Life' yet has reached the same cultural priesthood as Led Zeppelin: first to market & way too easy to rip off. You've learned how to strike all of the same chords, and yet you've reduced it of all meaning. As the camera glides over the windowsill, a morning's light knocking gently to be let in, a thought enters instead: 'Hey, there's dust on the window. Huh huh. Cool.' Such emotional posturing! My god. Man, this director sucks. I've got a boner for Old Man Arnold, but he's at his best when he's allowed to be some fraction of himself. Sad Unspeaking Arnold shows that there's just some inherent Movie Star God inside him, but any time he's asked to speak, they didn't bother to change the script to match who he inherently is. Man, this director sucks. I guess the story makes for a half-interesting 80's-era parable for AIDS?