About ten minutes into the Tracey Fragments a song blared loudly from the speakers. The lyrics “Johnny wanted to run but the movie kept moving along” felt like foreshadowing. Every time I watch a movie put out by Think Film, I wonder how bad the group-think mentality is at their headquarters.

It seems like everyone in Hollywood wants to make an artistic avant-garde film, but more often than not, this attempt leads them to make a movie that only the movie’s makers (and the yes-men that surround them) could like.

In an attempt to portray The Tracey Fragments to the audience in a manner that’s as fragmented as the psyche of its title character, the screen is often filled with a half-dozen camera angles in different sizes and shapes and there is no real order to how the story is presented (think Pulp Fiction or Memento, but not nearly as cohesive). While it is obvious what they were going for, the result is that the viewer is left bored and disinterested in the characters and quasi-present plot entirely.

Final Thoughts:
While Ellen Page is a brilliant young actress and 90% of the dialogue is hers, there’s no saving this dreadfully boring movie. Along with Down in the Valley, The King, and a host of other cinematic disasters, The Tracey Fragments is another testament to why Think Film should be banned from releasing any more movies.

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