Review by Charles Cassady, Jr.
Earlier this year Bob Ignizio expressed a marked lack of
enthusiasm for yet another art-house end-of-the-world movie. It wasn't
MELANCHOLIA - that one was good, evidently - it was some sort of genre relation
with lots of numbers in the title.
Well, just to show Bob that we feel his pain, and that he
doesn't have to suffer through every mopey, Sundance-acclaimed, Cedar
Lee-playing emo-type dramas about the end of the world from an average doomed
soul's POV, I'll dump all over PERFECT SENSE, yeah, even though it bids to be
more serious and grownup than the usual CGI zombie/meteor apocalypse.
