It's Fine! Everything is Fine

Part two in delightful freakshow Crispin Glover's "It" trilogy. He opened the movie with a slideshow and dramatic reading of pages of eight of his books. That part was weird, funny, enjoyable. The movie, however, was none of that. I am certain it's art. I'm sure some of the equally-as-weird-as-Crispin audience enjoyed it (I actually saw a guy in Grateful Dead MC Hammer pants!), but the point of scene after scene of graphic elderly Cerebral Palsy patient porn was lost on me. I understand the main character wrote the screenplay and he played himself in this psycho-sexual fantasy of his own making, but there are just some things I just don't want to see. Thanks, Crispin, but no thanks.