Review – Wonderland

This is the movie that Boogie Nights would have been if it had sucked. It sticks closer to the facts of the Wonderland murders and porn star John Holmes’s involvement therein, but ultimately it’s to no avail. The production is full of jittery jump-cuts and other spastic editing tricks, rendering it fit fare only for viewers stoned enough to get a kick out of such nonsense. And that of course raises a question: who exactly is the audience for a stoner-cut movie about how drugs mess up people’s lives? Still, somebody must have wanted to make it, because this is also one of those movies full of celebrities who normally would get more money that a mid-budget production like this could afford. It does settle down a bit toward the end and turns into a half-baked Rashomon thing, but by then it’s a little late. See if desperate