I was a big fan of Zwigoff's first two commercial releases (Crumb and
Ghost World). Ghost World was marred by one small element -- the
blantant wish fulfillment -- but that was fun. And the cryptic bus
to nowhere was an agreeable eccentricity. But Art School
Confidential only hits its stride in the final act, where the satire
takes full force. Unfortunately, it's not quite worth the time it
takes to get there.
