It's narrated with ear-tearing pretentiousness by snapper Edo Bertoglio, primarily as an attempt to get over his past - he should have concentrated on getting over himself.

Full Review | Original Score: 2/5 | Aug 22, 2008

Contemporary footage of various pseuds, wannabe artists and hangers-on fails to establish what made any of them interesting in the first place, and if you don't revere the cult of Warhol, the entire project looks quite pointless.

Full Review | Original Score: 3/5 | Aug 22, 2008

I start to think there should be a charity called Amnesia International, which compels forgetfulness in former hangers-out with Andy Warhol.

Full Review | Aug 22, 2008

The film is flatly shot, as though to illustrate the dimensional difference between stills photography and cinematography.

Full Review | Aug 22, 2008

Another week, another snippet of Warhol cine-marginalia.

Full Review | Original Score: 2/5 | Aug 22, 2008

Drugs and Aids have wiped most of these memories away. But the film is at a loss what to do about it.

Full Review | Original Score: 2/5 | Aug 22, 2008

Regrettably, the film's intended air of melancholy is all but annulled by Bertoglio's wan, haughty and utterly pretentious narration about how wonderful New York was at that time.

Full Review | Original Score: 3/6 | Aug 22, 2008