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I wanted to use the word ennui to describe my feelings about “Memento” (2001), but then I looked up what it actually meant. I’ll stick with dissatisfaction. I was not only left dissatisfied by the film, I was dissatisfied in trying to pinpoint exactly why I was so dissatisfied. I guess stories told in reverse chronology starring a guy with no short-term memory who is trying to hunt down his wife’s murderer before he forgets everything again will do that to you. But hey, Joey Pants is in it. He doesn’t star, but he’s in it. So that’s a thing.

There are creative people, and then there are Hollywood People. They, too, are creative, but are so manifestly, psychopathically needy that it drives them to seek attention and adulation in ways others cannot comprehend. Under proper supervision, Hollywood People can make award-winning movies that everyone loves. Left to their own devices, they make movies like “Peep World” (2011), whose only redeeming qualities are its brevity and an abundance of attractive redhead supporting actresses. It’s about a dysfunctional Jewish family. One of them wrote a popular novel based on the family’s dysfunctions. There’s lots of stylishly filmed, self-absorbed kvetching. The end.