this is one of those movies that makes me hate independent film. the big problem i have with a lot of independent films in this country is that they're totally self-important and indulgent -- the filmmakers obviously have no regard for their audience, they just want to make an "artistic statement". "dresden" tries to do so by offering us long shots out of a train window while strange noise (dialogue?) plays in the background. the filmmakers are obviously the kind of people who are much too smart and educated for their own good. did it ever occur to them that this film is actually just not very interesting? this film is a waste of celluloid and certainly a waste of 80 minutes. it could have been shortened to 30 minutes and the effect would have been the same.
