I like well made films and the introduction to this one, although slight dull seemed intriguing. However, it failed to ignite and like a car with a broken engine it needed a strong push, which it failed to receive. The scenarios throughout, touching on the subject of Pedophilia and the dangerous curious minds of lonely children were weak, this movie failed to make a proper statement in every area, it's like the writer had intention to create a meaningful scenario and then got way too stoned that they couldn't be bothered to follow through. This film was way too long and too much time was spent on the troubled female character who was recording and sent her work to an artist.I don't think this film was a realistic portrayal or an artistic one of any community, it truly was the same all the way through, with nothing groundbreaking taking place, it was all just ideas bundled together that never went anywhere, somewhere someone had intention but the paper plane just kept flying in circles.--------Not worth viewing if you actually care to watch thought- provoking artistic films ----- this film is the most pretentious i've seen recently

it is a special film. a delicate, fragile, profound reflection of life with its many sides. it is bitter and warm and nice and cruel. a man, his children, wife, neighbors, a woman. and splendid dialogs, touching performance. vulnerability and search of happiness. deep social problems. and fear. innocence in strange clothes. and need of the other. a fish in a bag and a dialog. a picture with bird and the sun. a woman and a child in park. and too realistic atmosphere. after its end - the image of Brandon Ratcliff amazing performance. and the traces of a film about basic common things. like a modern fairy tale. only shadows of dragons is different. and the sleep of Charming Prince.

This was the worst movie I have ever seen. It is a movie for pedophiles and was so disturbing. I cannot believe that anyone actually spent money to make this piece of garbage. Did anyone who was involved with this movie have any sense of decency? There were a few good concepts in the movie, but they were completely overshadowed by the disturbing images/sexualization of children. If you find those things disturbing you should not watch this movie. I did like the scene with the goldfish and the one with the shoes (me and you), but like I said those moments were forgotten. Those moments might have made a better short than a whole movie. I am just so disturbed by the whole thing, I cannot believe that all of these people are not embarrassed for their parts in this.

The first time I had heard of Miranda July was when I saw the trailer for her most recent film, The Future. I saw the trailer and thought: hmm, this filmmaker sure has a strange sense of storytelling. When I went on IMDb and found a more early film of hers, Me and You and Everyone we Know, I decided to take a chance and told myself: go ahead, be brave, watch the movie from the weirdo artist with a surname that happens to be the name of a summer month. Turns out, my perplexity was effortlessly brushed away by hooking myself into this film: Miranda July's quirky protagonist (a narrator as well as one of the main characters) was so refreshingly real, I wasn't sure if July was playing herself or this apparently fictional heroine. The dialogue is all authentic and unapologetic: the scene between John Hawkes' character, Richard (a sweet-natured and honest performance made all the more impressive when I realized, thirty minutes into the film, that this was the same man who played the chilling cult leader Patrick in Martha Marcy May Marlene)and Miranda July's Christine on the sidewalk on the way home from work is beautifully written and had such a poetry present, it was one of my favourite scenes in the whole film. Another appreciative aspect of this film is that July delivers a love story that makes you forget its a love story: so interwoven is Richard's relationship with his boys and Christine's attempts at impressing curators with her original and unorthodox performance art as well as the story of a wonderfully three dimensional neighbour with a fetish for teenage girls while the girls themselves are so ridiculously riddled with hormones and experimentation with their sexuality, it comes off more like the real deal rather than a forced depiction of youth struggling to come into themselves. These stories are all intertwined into a perspective of connection, of how we connect with one another, be it in person or over cyberspace. It allows the audience to ask the greater question: How lonely are we in a world designed to connect us but at the same time manages to isolate us as well? It's a lovely theme that July executes without fault. When this film ended, it left me with a feeling of wonder and some remaining perplexity. It wasn't until I thought about it later why this perplexity had resurrected itself: I didn't watch a movie. I watched the lives of people who could easily be the people I sit next to on the bus with or are neighbours with. This wasn't just entertainment: It was a depiction that hit close to the bone while at the same time managing to inspire humour and, visually speaking, beauty. I give it an A+ and the highest recommendation. Well done, Miranda July: I took a chance and this expert storyteller did not disappoint.