not as good as all the hype

Lack of good storyline.

One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

A painter who's life was dedicated to fleshing out the most outlandish strands in all previous centuries of art, goes to Manhattan in order to relinquish the trauma of his own country. This film, along with other documentaries on Dali, is essential for understanding the motives behind his work and legacy. At once documentary, mockumentary and tribute, this lethargic study of post-marital dysfunction reaches the blissful climax in the now-infamous money scene. Dali took his work seriously and his adoring fans for fools. That is a harsh fact to swallow, considering the temporal focus of his ventures into pottery, jewelry design and fashion. He knew how to mingle with the most superficial non-entities of the NY elite, while staying true to himself. This visual document stands out as a Dali treasure to be coveted by generations. Particularly stingy was the use of insurmountable talents like Lila Karp, who is only given a brief cameo. This isn't an easy VHS to find, but rest assured, as Dali's oeuvre continues to garner admirers worldwide, all of this rare visual treats will become closer to us.