Vincent Gallo's Buffalo '66 reminds of exactly what is missing in today's cinema: personal vision. I'll take an imperfect but honest film with personal vision over a blockbuster ANY day. Christina Ricci is perfection and a vision of what made the 1990's so influential worldwide. She is beautiful and pale and understated and introverted and emotionally damaged and like I said, perfect. Gallo is despicable but you understand exactly why in brutal autobiographical flashbacks and current interactions with his parents - a perfect anti-hero of sorts that you have sympathy for over time.

This film is touchingly autobiographical - shocking without being gratuitous. No nudity but some definite sexual subtext. Although this movie is perfect in it's honesty it is also the type of film that you'll either adore or be bored with - you either get it or you don't. I get it, I miss it - it chokes me up. The grainy look, the understated performances, the meandering script...this might be the greatest indie movie of the 1990's (with Contact being the greatest big budget flick). The ending isn't a happy one, but more of a hopeful one and very touching. Go see this great film and be touched by the 90's spirit that's still influencing the world culturally!

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