I love this movie so much

Just perfect...

Fresh and Exciting

Fun premise, good actors, bad writing. This film seemed to have potential at the beginning but it quickly devolves into a trite action film. Ultimately it's very boring.

The Monster Road documentary by Brett Ingram follows legendary animator Bruce Bickford and his fantastic clay animation, learning about the origins of Bickford's talent and ideas. Bickford's initial inspiration was the adventure hero Peter Pan, enjoying the idea of the "Little Guy" Bickford began making his own stories about the little guy. The use of Bickford's own animations in this documentary helps the audience to get close with the animator and understand how his mind works. The music during the clay building has a kind of building feeling of its own which goes along very well with the visuals. The documentary also delves into the personal life of Bickford and his family. This is a great and interesting documentary and very fun to watch. And in the word of Bruce Bickford, "Animation is the most important thing in the world."

I was shown this by a young claymation filmmaker, someone I like. She's doing a claymation Dante and I'm sure it will be something important to some of you.What she likes about this fellow is the purity of his life and therefore his art. There is no room at all for reflecting on meaning or greater perspectives, what people often call "intellectual." His heart is in his hands, that is essentially his entire life and this is impressive because we can see both. Each endorses the other.The first remark I might make is about what we are intended to see and know: that this was a wounded soul, shot through in several ways and apparently both autistic and obsessive- compulsive. Like Crumb, a similar personality and the subject of a similar movie, his slightly interesting art takes on a grander meaning in this context. Both had a younger brother kill themselves.But I walked away from this with another perspective from the fourth metalevel. The first level is that this is art about other art, continuously morphing among recognizables. The second is his life as art. The third is the film artifact that was distilled as a whole thing itself as a documentary. The fourth is the context I was seeing it in, with a talented young claymationer.There are only three main ways of telling a story. Only three roots. These can be cleanly traced back to Shakespeare, Cervantes and Dante, each of which defined a language, a literary tradition and a method of reflection and folding. You might usefully characterize these are being based on adjectives-adverbs, verbs and nouns respectively.Those that makes the most effective literature and film to my mind, a conscious mind, are the first two. Indeed this film itself is in the Cervantes tradition: a world that defines a person with urges.But the man within is distinctly in the Italian tradition of storytelling: humans live and in living invest their surroundings with life. These humans bump into each other. They don't merely illustrate life, they ARE life and any story worth telling is attached to lives.What this man has made with his little scenes are different hells and purgatories, very much in the Dante tradition but without the resonant references. I am convinced that this can be engaging storytelling, but it can never be art, surely not using cinema. Yes, I know: Antonioni, Bertolucci, Scorsese, Pasolini, Coppola, even Fellini. Each had one success, and that was when they escaped their Italian constraints. Unless they change the world somehow — and it would have to be by a great man (sadly, a man) — they won't be able to ever have lifealtering art in this tradition. Only empathic tales.Watch this for tools, not lives.Ted's Evaluation -- 2 of 3: Has some interesting elements.

(^ From the viewpoint of the other person in camera for a short rift about small places, I found the film to at long last find me not alone with the Bickford dilemma. Thanks to Brett for allowing me it drag him up to George's in order to give him an angle on Bruce's work that would inspire instead of horrify.Monster Road works as a documentary by giving viewers a breather between animation shots. I personally wince at the overload of graphics myself, even tho I've been overdosed to the point of inoculation by it."WHY , Bruce, WHY?!" seems to somehow finally been resolved, in a way that takes way too long hanging out with Bruce alone for most to bother.I hope this hitting DVD will open up the viewing audience to Alzheimer care givers' discussion groups.

This is one of the best and most entertaining documentaries I've seen in a long time. An examination of the life and work of legendary clay animator Bruce Bickford. Bickford is an animator and an outsider artist in the truest sense of the word. Like Promethsis, he creates worlds from clay. With an amazing visual style and a light touch, Ingram and Haverkamp bring us into Bruce's onion-like universe. The filmmakers use of stop motion techniques are a perfect compliment to the stop motion used in clay animation. This film deals with questions about creation and creativity, destruction, life, death, the violence of the cold war and it's countercultural aftermath. It is also an examination of the deeply complex relationships that make up family. Winner of the best documentary at Slamdance this year, I hope that it gets some distribution of some kind. Well worth checking out.