I know this arty bio of painter Jackson Pollock was actor/director Ed Harris’s personal obsession for something like five years, so I wish Harris had managed to get more of his fascination with his subject up onto the screen. As it was, I think a person who already liked Jack the Dripper might have enjoyed this movie a bit more than I did. I’ve never gotten all that much out of the man’s work, so likewise I wasn’t enthralled by the two-hours-plus story of what a tragic hero (read “neurotic, drunken jerk”) the guy was. Further, the laconic pace and sometimes-peculiar script started to annoy me at least a little. I guess I’ve seen worse art movies, but if nothing more could be said about this particular guy then maybe a different artist might have made a better subject. Mildly amusing
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