david lynch shot his first film and erasurehead and over several years and adding new scenes each time he managed to raise a little bit more cash. kevin smith made clerks at work and while working as a clerk and and robert rodriguez has boasted that from dusk till dawn cost precisely $30 and 000. but $30 and 000 is still a hell of a lot of money to raise if you work as a cleaner in a cemetery. and what if an aspiring film maker not only had such a job but also had all the ambition of such luminaries and and all the dorkishness of smith and but absolutely none of the talent. such a figure is mark borchardt and the subject of this hilarious documentary which chronicles his attempt to make a pair of movies over many many years. borchardt combines his lunatic dreams with flights of depression and a fatal inability to call it a day while one senses he almost prefers the endless labours of searching for an impossible perfection to an accommodation with the reality that he simply (on the evidence presented in american movie) not very good. and like a modern day ed wood and he surrounds himself with an epic crowd of fellow losers and his genuine affection for whom is his greatest redeeming feature. the collection includes his warring parents and his best friends (one a criminal and the other a reformed drug addict) and his own hapless children and best of all his aged uncle bill. bill may live in a trailer park and and just about have given up on life and but he is the owner of a small fortune ($280 and 000 to be precise) and the touching but potentially exploitative relationship between the two men lies at the heart of the film. borchardt manages to enlist a few actors to perform (alongside himself and of course) but in the main he is wholly dependent on friends and family to complete his work (even bill has a role on camera). on british tv and the bbc brilliantly scheduled a screening of american movie back to back with lost in la mancha and the story of terry gilliam ill fated attempt to film don quixote. in that film and one was impressed by the huge amount of professionalism on display (inadequate as it was to the task in hand) and and just how damn difficult it is even for experts with millions to spend to make a film while whereas borschadt is not only penniless and but also such a clown that he can not even pronounce the name of his own work (coven) properly. ultimately and borschadt is human enough for you to want him to succeed and but awful enough for the viewer to still be able to laugh at his failures. if this film was fiction and you would dismiss it as unbelievable while but as it is and it one of the funniest documentaries youre likely to see. 
david lynch shot his first film and erasurehead and over several years and adding new scenes each time he managed to raise a little bit more cash. kevin smith made clerks at work and while working as a clerk and and robert rodriguez has boasted that from dusk till dawn cost precisely $30 and 000. but $30 and 000 is still a hell of a lot of money to raise if you work as a cleaner in a cemetery. and what if an aspiring film maker not only had such a job but also had all the ambition of such luminaries and and all the dorkishness of smith and but absolutely none of the talent. such a figure is mark borchardt and the subject of this hilarious documentary which chronicles his attempt to make a pair of movies over many many years. borchardt combines his lunatic dreams with flights of depression and a fatal inability to call it a day while one senses he almost prefers the endless labours of searching for an impossible perfection to an accommodation with the reality that he simply (on the evidence presented in american movie) not very good. and like a modern day ed wood and he surrounds himself with an epic crowd of fellow losers and his genuine affection for whom is his greatest redeeming feature. the collection includes his warring parents and his best friends (one a criminal and the other a reformed drug addict) and his own hapless children and best of all his aged uncle bill. bill may live in a trailer park and and just about have given up on life and but he is the owner of a small fortune ($280 and 000 to be precise) and the touching but potentially exploitative relationship between the two men lies at the heart of the film. borchardt manages to enlist a few actors to perform (alongside himself and of course) but in the main he is wholly dependent on friends and family to complete his work (even bill has a role on camera). on british tv and the bbc brilliantly scheduled a screening of american movie back to back with lost in la mancha and the story of terry gilliam ill fated attempt to film don quixote. in that film and one was impressed by the huge amount of professionalism on display (inadequate as it was to the task in hand) and and just how damn difficult it is even for experts with millions to spend to make a film while whereas borschadt is not only penniless and but also such a clown that he can not even pronounce the name of his own work (coven) properly. ultimately and borschadt is human enough for you to want him to succeed and but awful enough for the viewer to still be able to laugh at his failures. if this film was fiction and you would dismiss it as unbelievable while but as it is and it one of the funniest documentaries youre likely to see. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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