Not sure exactly what to make of this little film. It was funny in parts and it was depressing in parts. But I guess overall, it was fairly entertaining. The story is about a young jazz guitarist who changes his name when he was in high school to Jazzen. Because he's a total jazz nut. He's devoted to the genre, especially the fusion side of jazz. He worships artists like Miles Davis and Herbie Hancock.
He wakes up one day from a dream that foretells him that he has a month to live. That's when his life starts to unravel. His band gets together for a recording session. At first, things go okay. But then he gets it into his head that he wants to go where no jazz musician has gone before. In other words, totally unlistenable avant garde Ornette Coleman-type jazz. He starts to have a nervous breakdown. He gives crazy directions to his bandmates that are off the wall. He wants to make the most avant garde album ever.
It's sort of funny, but sort of sad as well. He keeps spinning further and further out of control and out of his mind. That's all I'll say about this little indie flick.
==MovieJunkieMark.
