Brazil

Brazil. I don't even understand why it was named such a thing if it has nothing to do with the country. I mean, honestly? What the hell????? I don't think I followed the plot line the whole time. I got that it was this society that was completely controlled by Information gatherers. But the combination of futeristic dominance and old-school gadgets just totally screwed with my mind. And I somehow got that terrorists were trying to take over. But this whole thing with Sam's dream and that girl being real...man my brain hurts just thinking about it.
I really wish I could have understood this movie. I mean, I'm sure if I'd gotten it, it would have been amazing and really interesting. But because I didn't, it was like tripping on some really crazy drug the entire time. And what a strange way to present postmodernism. Flaubert's Parrot was nothing like that! It wasn't nearly as confusing, nor as (no offense, Mr. Lavender) pointless. It had the pontential to be really cool. Maybe I wasn't in the right mind set. I don't know.