Frank is a tale
of a quirky weirdo. Or I should say it’s a quirky weirdo story. Such stories
generally fall into three categories:
• The quirky weirdo who is completely confident in who they
are.
• The quirky weirdo who’s trying to find out who they are.
• The quirky weirdo who confuses striving to be something
with striving to be something other than who you are. Frank dips into
all three categories. The movie has us guessing which is being employed at any
given time.
Along the way, the audience gets to vicariously revel in
the antics of the characters. The hope of the quirky-weirdo genre fan
is to experience a new series of outlandish events that show whimsy and odd
humor. While there is some whimsy involved, Frank’s odd humor has a nihilist feel with all of the appeal of an
old ashtray. Utilitarian if you’re a smoker, a little distasteful if you
aren’t.
RR Anderson, fellow CLAW founder, and proprietor of Tinkertopia, asked me to do this review. Other movies he asked me to review were Rubin & Ed and Rubber.
