Midnights at the Baxter presents 'Wrong'

Midnights at the Baxter presents 'Wrong'

The 2010 film Rubber is about nothing – according to the opening monologue. “No meaning,” says our pseudo-narrator to a group of people gathered in the desert with binoculars to watch a “movie.” Then proceeds a film about an old tire which springs to life and begins to telepathically explode peoples' heads. No meaning? It is an absurdist avant-garde film, and as such I found it rife with meaning (but that's kind what I do; I found deeper meanings in Uwe Boll's Blubberella, declared Troma's “heavy metal musical” Mr. Bricks to be “high art,” and decided this weird thing called The Period was secretly a good film, so take of that what you will).

Now: Quentin Dupieux (bizarro French DJ Mr. Oizo) has a new film, and it is called Wrong. The plot is simple at its surface: a man, Dolph Springer (Jack Plotnick) has lost his dog and wants it back – desperately. Things get weird as the obsession begins to affect his life. Strange things occur, things are not what they seem, and a bevy of unique personages are introduced into his life.

The film is not to get a wide theatrical release, and in fact the literal last chance to see it in theaters in this country during its rounds is tomorrow, Saturday, as Baxter Avenue Theater will be screening it as part of the Midnights at the Baxter series. It's something you won't want to miss, something magical: the chance to see truly brilliant absurdist art on the big screen in a crowd setting.

Baxter Avenue Theater is located at 1250 Bardstown Road. Further theater information and advance ticket sales can be found at the Baxter Avenue Theater website.

Image: Internet Movie Database

About Allan Day
My "real" job is bartending, but I'm a writer and a filmmaker, owner of Monkey's Uncle Productions LLC. I am also a single father, avid reader of books, watcher of movies, and listener of music. My idols include Kurt Vonnegut, Charlie Chaplin, Charlie Kaufman, Lloyd Kaufman, Lars von Trier, Ingmar Bergman, Thom Yorke, Jonsi, Don DeLillo, and David Foster Wallace.
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