As much as I like Harvey Keitel, I gave LuLu a run because John Lurie and Richard Edson have a way of ending up in cool off beat films (with the subtle caveat that Edson has done a ton of trash but usually not with Lurie in tow). On the other hand, Auster has never excited me. "Smoke" was in no way memorable and neither Wayne Wang, Lou Reed, Lili Tomlin, or Jim Jarmusch could elevate "Blue in the Face" beyond the mundane. Yet, truth be told, the state of cinema is so bad these days that Auster's mundane is leagues above main stream Hollywood, thus I return to his work. That being said, this effort is an absolute waste of time. The ending was no surprise and why was that? Because of a little film called "Jacob's Ladder". If you have seen this work by Adrian Lyne then spare yourself this low brow rip off. If you haven't seen it, do so and save yourself from this low brow rip off. Whatever you do, do not listen to the director's commentary on the DVD version. I hope Auster was drunk because what little dribble he managed to focus on the ethos and pathos of the film, was so insipid as to make it difficult to ever trust his work again. This was my first experience of a DVD providing me too much information by removing any benefit of doubt I had given his writing. Alas, another writer/director falls upon the dung heap of Hollywood.
Review of Lulu on the Bridge
