Very disappointing...

The film creates a perfect balance between action and depth of basic needs, in the midst of an infertile atmosphere.

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

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

How many films can Vinny make about male menopause? Lower testosterone,receding gums... Getting old sucks but the Dago Woody Allen will have a difficult time re-inventing himself next time: "The Prostate Affair (Always Gotta Go)" written and directed by Vincent Gallo.Plus how did he get away with a real porn scene? Wouldn't that make the movie X-rated? Seriously, this guy is Woody Allen born Italian Catholic. Like Camille Paglia and Anna DiFranco, still unwashed wops from the provinces of upstate NY. Christ, am I glad I was born and braised in NYC.Have cousins in Middletown...I don't know, out-of-towners are destroying NYC.

A terribly boring film. Though it do has a story to tell, it barely covers any sort of a storyline... At times this makes it hard to sit through. Nevertheless, it is a movie that had to and was bound to be made, as the idea comes through well; and an emotional state which is kind of complex, is portrayed silently, without much interaction, and then, in the end, the reasons and history are revealed. If you look at only certain parts of the film it might seem as if it were but hours of driving, a little atmospheric in a way, but far from enough to give a reason to sit through the whole film... The whole film has an amateur feeling, meaning that there is nothing special in the screenplay, cinematography, or music -- the story itself has one or two lines that are pretty original, though, and around the end it becomes unusually explicit, which gives a slightly realistic vibe to it all in all.

The Satellite of Love crew would've had a field day. Manos: The Hands of Fate's opening scene stretched amongst about 60 min of film. Wait, there's more! Within the first 2/3s of the film we have the hero do amazing things! He buys gasoline & Chinese food! He drinks coffee! He buys a Coke! He takes a shower! He kisses a complete stranger in a park! But wait! There's more! Most importantly, he drives! And drives and drives. And then…drives some more. Watching someone drive such a distance is like watching someone read for an hour. I have read reviews where people complain nothing happens. I laugh at the movies they pick for these comments? They need to go back to edit their reviews on those movies. This could've been rated G until the finale, a completely unnecessary sexual scene (or two). We get the point; we get to the surprise twist. I watched to the end, every minute of his journey from the East to the West; his loneliness. Yes, I liked the ending, the reason for all the madness but for shock value alone was the graphic closing scenes. I gave it 1.5/5, an additional .5 for the meaning at the end. I'll be kind & save you some time? He is lonely and depressed, he drives and if you can skip to the final 2-3 scenes, you'll understand why & save yourself 1.25 hours of watching one drive to get to the point. I have two side notes: #1 I am a true believer in extras on a DVD, the delete scenes, the making-of, etc, and thank GOD, this had no delete scenes? Boy, anyone could do without extra **exciting** hours of driving from Albuquerque 2 Vegas. And #2, though I love Las Vegas scenes in movies – I'm a gambler, sue me- he would've taken a long detour to go from where he was headed to Sin City. Don't screenplay writers ever research their material, their physical journeys before putting pen to paper? This is a story of one man, his journey and a director's vision of hard porn for about 3 min. Buckle up, it's gonna take you 90 min to get what you rented the film for.

Finally I watched the movie I've became acquainted with by its soundtrack a while ago. Vincent Gallo's movie and he is also the director of the photography. Slow paced, beautiful pathetic (yes I mean what I wrote) shots, undemanding cut (so you can smoke and watch you thoughts below the screen without fear of loosing anything important), soundtrack comes in an unobtrusive almost mellow way, that explicitly truthful blow-job scene at the end and overtly complex traumatic neurotic-schizoid relationship I can relate.If I ever met Gallo in person I frankly don't know if I find anything to tell him. And yes I like the movie very much.