Firstly, all hail IFC. Thank you.

The majority of this film portrays a film maker's worst nightmare. Take after take after take, something goes wrong, and gets worse every time. The blocking screws up. The actors decide to "improvise" on the spur of the moment. Egos clash. Relationships, one night stands, and unrequited loves between members of cast and crew hamper the ability to work. Everyone has their own idea of how things should be done. ("I still say that should be a handheld shot.") Trouble with the backstage props. Lighting, smoke machines, camera positioning. Every issue, from the most mundane to the monumental, builds up to a gut-splitting crescendo of frayed nerves and short tempers, leading into all-out disaster. Hilarious.

Steve Buscemi is great in the role of the harried director. Hard as he may try, he just can't seem to get anything to go right. The comic timing is perfect. With each additional recurring disaster, you could start to see more of it coming, and laugh all the harder when it did.

I suppose I should confess that for much of the first third of the movie, my attention was partially diverted into a talk session (nah, we won't mention any names; hehe), making it questionable whether this viewing truly qualifies for a log entry. But I'm logging it anyway because it was damn funny. Besides, I promised. :)

Standard summary wrap up: A very funny movie about the making of movies. If you happen to have occassion to see it, prepare to laugh. That's all.