"Slacker-Criterion Collection" shows an ordinary day of some wanderers in Austin and Texas, using straight-line photography to present a state of inadaptability and non-domination without a specific plot. The characters in the film come and go on the street, express or hear all kinds of high opinions, and they often have unexpected behaviors. For example, in a place similar to a TV station, a person is carrying a small stool on his back. The back of the stool is a TV screen. There are two rows of TV sets in front of him. He nags, "I like TV. What is TV? What." Then it showed some different TV screens, including pornographic videos. There are many different characters in the film. The first one is played by the director himself. He fell asleep on the train. Then he got off the train and got into the taxi. He told the driver the strange dream he had just made, saying: "For example, a person is like this now. , Who knows what will happen to him next." After talking about Chase, got off the car and went to the street. Suddenly, a car accident happened. A woman was hit and killed on the street. The perpetrator escaped.
Slacker movie plot
2022-02-16 08:03
Extended Reading
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Marcelina 2022-03-23 09:02:51
It's a bit too random, but I really like the opening part of Linklater's speech to the taxi driver. I also often wonder if the different options have another reality. I think they're the only reality.
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Letha 2022-03-21 09:02:49
90 minutes can't digest so many philosophical dialogues... It must be understood that this movie requires a better understanding of the social background of the 90S America in which it was filmed. However, I really like that the movie follows the character switching, the disordered state of the characters without a fixed protagonist, and some long shots and rough and random shaking shots at the end. Remember my wandering years when I had no action and did not seek credit and fame. slacker.
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Hitchhiker: I may live badly, but at least I don't have to *work* to do it.
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Old Man: When young, we mourn for one woman... as we grow old, for women in general. The tragedy of life is that man is never free yet strives for what he can never be. The thing most ferared in secret always happens. My life, my loves, where are they now? But the more the pain grows, the more this instinct for life somehow asserts itself. The necessary beauty in life is in giving yourself to it completely. Only later will it clarify itself and become coherent.