Have you ever loved something, only to realize it’s a commercial flop or just obscure? What’s something that deserves more light than it got?
Have you ever loved something, only to realize it’s a commercial flop or just obscure? What’s something that deserves more light than it got?
FGF is the quintessential 2000s artistic expression film. It speaks to the unrepresented young middle class male psyche, the underachiever adrift in a sea of mediocrity, the futility and burden of male ego. It tells the viewer their own ordinary story in extraordinary words, speaking truth to those who so often refuse to listen. The point of the film is not to shock, disgust, or entertain, but to inquire of the audience, “I’m here. I exist. Do you?” And it refuses to relent until the answer is unequivocally “Yes!”
In this 73 page essay I will…