Shane Carruth’s hotly anticipated follow-up to Primer, the striking bio-romance mystery Upstream Color, is less a mind-bender than a mind-pulverizer. So you may find, as I did when the lights came up after the late showing at the IFC Center last night, everyone stunned into silence. No one wants to speak first after a cinematic experience of that sort, because what if you sound like a complete idiot? Well, here are some remarks to help you get the ball rolling.
“Did you notice how there was no dialogue in the last act?”
“I thought the score was masterful.”
“He got the effect of psychotropic bloodstream-dwelling parasite worms just right.”
“This film was unmistakably about the mutually reinforced psychosis we so foolishly refer to as ‘love.’ Also I’m breaking up with you.”
“So … there wasn’t a time machine, right?”
“The Thief guy looked more like Kal Penn in the trailer.”
“That was the kind of blue I want to paint the bathroom.”
“I am really craving bacon right now.”
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