'Brigsby Bear (2017) is a bizarre film that's weirdly not quite brazen enough in its weirdness to carry the charm closely attached with the kind of 'love it or hate it', out-there entertainment it so clearly wants to be. Though it chooses a truly odd, refreshingly unique and nicely non-judgmental framing device, it ultimately tells a fairly by-the-numbers yet freshly non-cynical fish-out-of-water storyteller story. It ultimately suffers from strange pacing and a bog-standard structure, though. It falls in to the recently reoccurring trend of somewhat low-key meta media about making movies and, in this case, both the apparent unmitigated joy and closure that provides, but it tries to force this into a narrative rife with references to an underlying plot so much more interesting and full of vigour that neither of the two strands get the time they deserve. As such, they feel like they are competing for screen time, almost totally at odds with one another even though they are strangely inseparable. While neither is fully formed, they do both have their fleeting moments of charm, wit and emotional resonance . Its parallels to 'The Disaster Artist (2017)', with its celebration of so called 'trash art', are highly noticeable (if coincidental) too. 6/10.