Me and My Brother

I haven't seen this film in years, but it remains my standard of what a great film should be. Some of the most beautiful imagery celluloid has ever seen. Through its simplicity of character and plot it creates complex layers of thought, questioning reality, family, and perhaps even existence. Few films compete with its clarity and none out shine it. Although Frank is best known for his photography and his film PULL MY DAISY, this film is where he really embraced the medium as a wicked yet intriguing voyeur. Also, it seems that women really relate to this film, though there is no leading female character that I remember. If you can find a copy of this film (I think you can get the VHS from the Modern Museum of Art in Houston) I suggest you see. It is pure brilliance.