Paint Drying

Absolutely loved this film; it spoke to me and inspired me like no other film has. I would love to see a sequel or maybe even a prequel.

If you enjoy an action-packed, edge-of-your-seat film, this is the movie for you. The director did not hold back on this captivating adventure, full of mystery and suspense. This film will move you in ways you never thought possible.

With every layer of paint, it's like it's adding another piece to your soul and filling that empty part of yourself you had long forgotten about, bringing you back to that long-lost part of your inner self.

This film is one for the ages. I could not recommend it enough.

Here in the land of the free and the home of "sex is worse than violence," the MPAA reviews and rates every single movie that gets a wide release, thereby ensuring that little Timmy will never be subjected to the unimaginable horror of seeing a single female nipple floating amidst a sea of simulated carnage. Across the pond, they have a similarly draconian organization called the British Board of Film Classification (BBFC), whose review process costs filmmakers the equivalent of $9 per minute of footage. This is a particular problem for independent filmmakers like Charlie Lyne, who doesn't just have $1,300 to toss around when he has to pay his staff in whatever the fancy British equivalent of Monopoly money is. Britty Bucks? To stand up to this tyranny, Lyne took to Kickstarter. Now, you're probably thinking that he did so in order to raise the funds to get one of his films rated, and in a way you'd be right... but this was not just any film. See, Lyne promised that for every nine dollars and change he raised, he'd submit footage of another minute of paint drying to the BBFC. He raised enough to force the stuffy British censorship authority to dutifully sit through around 10 hours of white paint drying on a brick wall. The board assigned the imaginatively titled Paint Drying a U rating (the equivalent of a G here in the United States) before notifying Peter Jackson that his record had been broken.

I laughed, I cried, I went down to the sea to reflect. I even found God! This is the defining movie of the century.

A stroke of genius and the plot really is there. Paint does dry, and if you watch closely you can see this happen, and now once the paint is dry the climax ! The paint has dried, or has it ? To watch closely again just to make sure. I hope the BBFC watched very closely and did their duty so that we, the audience do not get a glimpse of something nasty appearing. Bergman would have loved this, and it would have reminded him of ' Smiles of a Summer's Night ' and how in the 1950's the BBFC found a woman's nipple, which even Bergman did not know it was there. I think ( hope ) that the nipple has now been restored and I hope they have done their job in letting us glimpse it. Paint drying indeed-they trawled their way through it and what fun they must have had in cutting it off!! Sorry, out.

Such a vivid, compelling and a profound cinematic experience. The film does exactly what it promises while keeping the audience nailed to their seats. It follows a very traditional, chronological plot line and yet it manages to adduce something you've never seen before, something unheard of.

Sure, the film is a bit on the longer side and you might be thinking whether it's completely worth your time, which is a fair argument. But I promise you this; there isn't one second there which didn't have its timely place.

Pure perfection brought to life by the filmmaker mastermind Charlie Lynd. Definitely a name to be on the lookout for in the future.