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Just perfect...

everything you have heard about this movie is true.

I am only giving this movie a 1 for the great cast, though I can't imagine what any of them were thinking. This movie was horrible

The acting is good, and the firecracker script has some excellent ideas.

This seemed fine at the very start. Leisurely but fine. I liked the landscapes and skylines. The way the petrol station and car were photographed and particularly when the couple stop to gaze in wonder at the wind turbines gave me hope for a visual treat. Not inappropriately either as it turns out that this was some sort of reccy for a magazine shoot. But it wasn't long before everything began to annoy me. The Japanese (?) singer on the radio really jarred, then I found the girl most annoying and had her down as nuts pretty quickly. Eventually the guy also annoyed me and finally, of course, the director himself. I have nothing against experimental cinema but I need to be engaged. I don't insist upon a linear narrative or a narrative at all but if I'm getting nothing from the venture i can get bored or annoyed. The couple get naked a lot but then they insist on doing in some really awkward place and making far too much damn noise about it. The ending would have been dramatic if I was involved enough to care but then this was someone's experiment so far be it from me to ask for anything. Generally well shot and presumably well intended.

It is impossible to define this movie as a "horror" or "drama" or "art". It is very hard to actually describe what this movie is about. It is extremely long and mostly consist of a ton of totally irrelevant scenes, dominantly riding in the desert, quarrels and sex under somewhat outdoor conditions. Nothing happens for about one and half hour, then there is a mess of unconnected scenes that try to be violent and dramatic.There are many interpretations in the reviews about what is happening in the movie, but the fact is that the movie has no introduction, no sequential story, no climax and no end. It is not a story, it is a group of gray blots where the patient audience may try to fill some story of their own. But these interpretations are not based on any facts, because there are no facts in the movie.Some say the girl is "unemployed girl from LA" and the guy is "a filmmaker". But I have noticed no facts supporting this explanation. The movie starts with the long sequence where the guy drives the car and the girl sleeps. The violence is supposed to be based on fact the guy hurt the dog. Well, the dog had three legs even before the collision. And I cannot somewhat accept gay ass-rape as the revenge of the injury of dog, it is so definitely out of place. There is no way to interpret the ending and especially murder of the girl. It just does not have any sense. I mean no sense at all! The whole movie is excruciatingly boring and some full body nudity, a bit of violence and occasional simulated sex cannot save the ordinary viewer from the death of boredom. Intellectuals will try to project some of their ideas to this emptiness and may actually enjoy their made up stories and hypotheses of deep meanings of the movie and therefore like it. But they like their own interpretations, not the actual movie as there "is no movie in this movie".The ending of the movie is as pointless as the beginning, only it is very accelerated. It is shortened so much that you have the idea the filmmakers just ran out of the money and had to wrap the thing quickly so they have enough cash to buy the fuel to get back from the desert.I can recommend this piece only for fanatics of "Dogma" and such weird attempts for "high art" movies. Anyone who expects just a enjoyable thriller / horror / drama will hate this movie.

Twentynine palms captures the atmosphere of the high desert, I am English and I have been to the area, I found it to be very powerful and raw, the desert isn't something that exists in England and the sense of overwhelming space with no consequence is captured brilliantly in this film.I would describe this as a photographer's film as there is very little camera movement, lots of action takes place in a mundane way in what is essentially a still image, these 'stills' are not especially beautifully composed or crafted but just real, the lack of camera movement and long lingering still shots add a sense of space and the mundane to the film.The plot is inconsequential to the atmosphere and essentially it is the place and setting with the sense of isolation that brings out the primal urges from our main characters weather they be sexual or violent. This is not classical entertainment but a brilliant art house movie, the only improvements for me would have been aesthetic, the movie could have been more crafted and still kept the atmosphere.

An arrogant jerk and his whiny girlfriend embark on a journey to scout locations for photo shoots. The journey's rather uneventful but unfolds at an excruciatingly deliberate pace. They drive, make love, fight, make love, swim, make love, pet stray dogs, make love, buy groceries, make love, eat, make love, watch TV, make love, etc. This goes on for about 95 percent of the film's 17-hour running time. Then in the last few minutes of the film, something out of the blue happens that is totally unconnected to what has happened up until then. Warning: Dumont, the French genius who made the equally atrocious "L'Humanite," apparently is still on the loose and armed with a camera.