plagerism

This film is loud, messy, aggressively in your face and generally played for the back row in the theatre, and it doesn't offer up any solutions, tender any comfort or rejoice in the triumph of the human spirit. All we can do, says bob, is keep pushing the rock back uphill. That's kind of a bummer, but in it's passion, energy, and go for broke daring, in it's faith in the possibility of human connection (if not in it's probability) Taipei Idiots provides it's own reason for hope.