An enormous film, only possible with the fantastic collection of ingredients from the acute, painful autobiographical fuel & narrativization to the unrestrained,vibrant,genuine, never predictable, never simmering creative vision. Every single scene is a masterclass, and the whole is so pliable and giving it just can't be overstated what a work we have here. Watch in intended 1:33 and see the boom mics and projectors.
Vincent Gallo's first film is one of the best film debuts ever. It is a wonderfully aestheticized film, grimy & washed out but fluid & intimate in technique. It's a very funny film, almost endlessly quotable, but Buffalo '66 is raw & tender unlike most I've ever seen. It's a forgiving & compassionate work of art & Gallo gives one of the most vulnerable performances I've ever seen an actor give. A great great film.
Buffalo '66 is a film that stays with a person long after their first viewing. It's a film about a lonely man who kidnaps a young woman in order to impress his parent's whose only interest seems to be the Buffalo Bills. It's a film told by a man who seems to feel the same way his protagonist feels; frustrated with the way his life has turned out. Buffalo '66 is a film that is criminally underrated.
The confidence with which this film is made bursts off the screen. Constantly imaginative and unpredictable, director Gallo conjures up some memorably striking scenes in this story of a man's redemption through a chance encounter. As with "The Brown Bunny" the journey-like quality of the film's structure is quietly impressive and assured.
Heavenly awkward and deliciously dysfunctional - I've seen it so many times! Layla tap-dancing to King Crimson's "Moonchild" is a highlight; as is, finally, Billy Brown's obsession to get his love (the one he kept cursing and shoving around until then) a hot chocolate. True psychocandy.
Loved the self-conscious lack of continuity and the awkward camera shifts, but for a film so aesthetically profound, there should have been more meaning to take away. Definitely of its era (before girls speaking up for themselves got cool again). What is it about the 90s and deviant, narcissistic males with murderous fantasies who end up making good with the silent female icon at the last minute?