Plot: Patty’s (Emily Skeggs) life is pretty much stuck. She lives with her parents who still treat her like a child, works at a pet store, and whenever she runs into the local high school boys, they bully her. Her only escape is the music of a local punk band and her fantasies about the singer who always wears a mask. When she runs into Simon (Kyle Gallner), a punk who is constantly in conflict with pretty much everyone around him, the two connect quickly and soon realize that life may be better together.
Dinner in America is an absolute gift of a film, even though the slurs get a bit out of hand. But at its core it’s a beautiful, romantic story about self-acceptance and love that is so much more wholesome than it appears at first. I really adored it.
Kent (Kent Osborne) is dreaming of a seqel to Uncle Kent, a film he shot together with his nephew Joe (Joe Swanberg). But Joe isn’t interested in doing sequels, so he refers Kent to a friend. But Kent might have other things to worry about anyway. He’s about to travel to San Diego Comic Con, although his doctor (Steve Little) asks him not to because there’s something wrong with him. But Kent goes anyway. Things there become weirder and weirder. So weird, in fact, it might just be the end of the world.
I really enjoyed Uncle Kent 2. It goes into a completely different direction from the first film, but it’s a turn I could go along with without problem.
Kent (Kent Osborne) is working on an animated film. His life is rather withdrawn. He gets occasional visits from his nephew Joe (Joe Swanberg) and otherwise spends a lot of time online. Direct personal encounters usually end rather awkwardly. Through ChatRoulette he meets Kate (Jennifer Prediger). Since she has to spend the weekend in the city, Kent offers that she can stay at his place. Kate accepts. Although she has a boyfriend, it becomes clear pretty quickly that Kent would like their meeting to become romantic.
Uncle Kent is a weird film, somewhere between fiction and reality. I probably would have never seen it, if the /slash Filmfestival hadn’t announced that they’d be showing the sequel. But I am glad I did.