Richard Klagsbrun writes:
It’s unlikely that many of the people declaring their support for a fellow “filmmaker” could even name one of the horrendously bad excuses for movies that Greyson created, let alone has actually seen one. But there is a good reason that the Canadian film industry’s posturing, ill-informed dilettantes who dabble in activism want Greyson back.
I know one director who told me, referring to one of the foremost of Greyson’s supporters, “I would rather have hot needles shoved into my eyes than have to watch another Atom Egoyan movie.” That critique may be a touch hyperbolic. Having three of four fingernails slowly ripped out would certainly be a more enjoyable use of time than watching another of Egoyan’s tedious, plotless exercises in self-indulgence, but the particular torture he mentioned seems excessive. Still, his main point is valid.
In a nutshell, it helps to have inept hacks like Greyson make asinine, interminably tedious garbage in the guise of “film making” so that the awful, excruciatingly boring movies of someone like an Atom Egoyan don’t look quite so bad by comparison.
