Basically, I love movies about moviemaking. And basically, Hollywood loves making these movies. They have been a well-established genre since Chaplin was a pup. And a pretty good genre it is—there’s nothing like self-regard to bring out the feverish in people.
There are times in director Kelly Reichardt’s very bad movie—she’s something of a specialist in low-energy inconsequence—when we become, despite our better judgment, fascinated by its utter lack of spectacle, by the way it insists on testing our patience.