Here’s a super half-assed review:
I tried to watch this film with my mom and my wife, but they were having none of it. I was intrigued, and what seemed to be lurking in the near future was absorbing, but I didn’t know exactly what I was watching. They made me turn it off. “Thank you!” said my mom to my wife when she said, “I’d rather watch news or something.”
Well, yesterday my father in law and step mother in law took my wife and new son to the dentist, leaving me at home with several hours to kill. I sat down in front of the TV and decided to start up Primer again.
I don’t really have a lot to say about it, but I read a review that kind of summed it up as “It was like watching someone incredibly smart think aloud.” And not just someone who is smart, but someone who is really smart about a subject you love. And they’re not just thinking out loud, they’re telling the story of how their brilliance led to their downfall.
While I don’t think there was some science I don’t get behind the story, explaining how you can travel back in time to relive a day, I also didn’t feel like the filmmaker was trying to convince me that he had come up with something too smart to be exposed by my bullshit detector. The characters avoided paradoxical time travel situations, not because they knew what would happen, but out of an abundance of caution.
It was pure, smart entertainment. Plenty I didn’t understand, so many timelines and stories to keep track of, and an abundance of techno-babble, but with everything that was there to try and figure out, nothing retarded stood out enough to leave me thinking, “but, that’s not how it would be…” Which usually ruins a movie like this for me.
Four stars. And it was made on a $7,000 budget. Pure fun.