Entropy had some good scenes and could have been better if the director didn't do so much navel gazing. There were a lot of self indulgent scenes about an impulsive, immature, spoiled director and how he screwed up his life. His solutions to self-made problems were usually grandiose statements like flying to Paris to propose to a girl who dumped him. Childish! We also had to watch the obligatory Hollywood substance abuse. No wonder the movies are filled with the same old cliches, the residents live them. The movie was filled with technical flourishes, maybe too many, and the legacy of music videos was obvious. The movie may appeal to the short attention spanned, maudlined (Is that a word? Well now it is.) MTV crowd. On the plus side the narration was cleverly done and the director may someday make a notable movie if he decides to pull his head out.
