review wrong  Note: Rob Hunter’s review originally ran during
Fantastic Fest 2012, but we’re re-running it now as the film
opens in limited theatrical release.  Weirdness has its place in
cinema. It can be a fun element in everything from comedies to
horror films or used to add a lighter texture to serious topics,
but the one thing it can’t be is the only thing.  Quentin
Dupieux‘s first feature, the innocuously titled Rubber, is one
of the most absurd films of the past several years. Its core
plot follows a tire that comes to life and begins exploding
peoples’ heads via telekinesis, but it’s also an extremely smart
commentary on consumer and audience expectations. The goofiness
just makes it funnier.  Dupieux’s follow-up is equally weird
with random character dialogue and actions that make zero sense,
visual gags that go unexplained and plot story threads that go
nowhere in particular. A man wakes one morning to find his
beloved dog is missing. His search for the pooch brings him in
contact with neighbors, ga