Wim Wendersin tyylikirja

Although this film starts off with a profoundly interesting voice-over about the nature of inspiration, art, and creativity. The film quickly mires in its own self importance and becomes tiresome. Yohji Yamamoto becomes increasingly incoherent both figuratively, with rambling thoughts about fashion, creativity, and gender, and literally, as his thick accent becomes incomprehensible due to the poor sound quality.

Wim Wenders tests several film techniques including split screens, extreme close-ups, and seemingly irrelevant repetitive imagery, which may have been original and interesting in 1989, but are no longer. Worst of all is Wim's monotone voice-overs that become less interesting as the movie progresses. By the end of the hour it becomes difficult to keep your ears and eyelids open. This could have been a fascinating documentary but it's not.