
What is it about these kind of handmade, lovingly crafted, I'm-on-a-personal-journey films that churn our collective stomachs? Is it the teeth-grinding dialogue, the amateur-night acting, the shaky camerawork and dodgy sound? Or is it the lack of meaningful plot/storyline/anything at all that really gets our sphincters twitching?
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