Bunny’s review published on Letterboxd:
In my head, this rewatch was going to be a complete knock out of the park for me, but it’s funny how life changes your perception. This time around I found that although it still has that super indie charm, it did reek of 37 year old Vincent desperately playing 30 year old Billy who is an absolute shit of a human being, who is fawned over by the supremely angelic Christina Ricci.
Just another white man “artiste” story about how women should love him because of a broken childhood. We get it, you’re full of trauma, join the human race, buddy.
Ricci and her heaving bosoms are enough pleasure for the price of admission and the entire dinner scene with Anjelica Huston and Ben Gazzara is peak everything. Although this time around it wasn’t that 5/5 I was looking for, there is lots of pleasure here if only for the so many damn quotable lines.
"We're taking pictures like we're a couple. Like we like each other. Like we're husband and wife, and we *span* time together. We *span* time together as a couple. Because we're a loving couple, *spanning* time. These photos are us, in love, *spanning* time."