Well ,after watching this movie I was shocked by how bad and ridiculous it was. It's simply a dry and dreadful movie without any message nor any interesting plot developments--a very pointless ,pathetic ,and boring movie. And besides ,there weren't any story build nor any much information about the characters and around half the endless time the characters were just naked like a porn and nothing really happened between them not mentioning the awful and unconnected and very DISGUSTING END (man raping a man while some other guys beating his girlfriend....pretty sick and really awful-really hard to watch). This movie had so much basic mistakes and it was predictable and limited without any emotion or any interesting dialogs (the text was lame too...). In conclusion: better to avoid it ,not worth watching -complete waste of time.

It is impossible to define this movie as a "horror" or "drama" or "art". It is very hard to actually describe what this movie is about. It is extremely long and mostly consist of a ton of totally irrelevant scenes, dominantly riding in the desert, quarrels and sex under somewhat outdoor conditions. Nothing happens for about one and half hour, then there is a mess of unconnected scenes that try to be violent and dramatic.There are many interpretations in the reviews about what is happening in the movie, but the fact is that the movie has no introduction, no sequential story, no climax and no end. It is not a story, it is a group of gray blots where the patient audience may try to fill some story of their own. But these interpretations are not based on any facts, because there are no facts in the movie.Some say the girl is "unemployed girl from LA" and the guy is "a filmmaker". But I have noticed no facts supporting this explanation. The movie starts with the long sequence where the guy drives the car and the girl sleeps. The violence is supposed to be based on fact the guy hurt the dog. Well, the dog had three legs even before the collision. And I cannot somewhat accept gay ass-rape as the revenge of the injury of dog, it is so definitely out of place. There is no way to interpret the ending and especially murder of the girl. It just does not have any sense. I mean no sense at all! The whole movie is excruciatingly boring and some full body nudity, a bit of violence and occasional simulated sex cannot save the ordinary viewer from the death of boredom. Intellectuals will try to project some of their ideas to this emptiness and may actually enjoy their made up stories and hypotheses of deep meanings of the movie and therefore like it. But they like their own interpretations, not the actual movie as there "is no movie in this movie".The ending of the movie is as pointless as the beginning, only it is very accelerated. It is shortened so much that you have the idea the filmmakers just ran out of the money and had to wrap the thing quickly so they have enough cash to buy the fuel to get back from the desert.I can recommend this piece only for fanatics of "Dogma" and such weird attempts for "high art" movies. Anyone who expects just a enjoyable thriller / horror / drama will hate this movie.

While working in the California desert, French auteur Bruno Dumont (Flanders, Humanite, The Life Of Jesus) "suddenly became afraid." Thus blossomed Twentynine Palms, a mesmerizing, allegorical, terrifyingly unclassifiable foray into the Mojave and the problematic center of Yeats' The Second Coming. Ostensibly, Palms is the story of an American photographer, David (David Wissak) and his European girlfriend, Katia (Yekaterina Golubeva of Leos Carax's Pola X) on assignment in the Joshua Tree desert. Hobbled by a Babelish communication barrier, their interaction limited to sex, and a mutual, rapidly disintegrating co-dependence, the couple is moving deeper into no-man's land on some kind of aimless and encroachingly sinister vision quest. An exquisite road picture interspersed with long pockets of drifting, expansive dreaminess, Palms has moments of serenity and meditative calm. But make no mistake: it's moving closer to something awful in every frame, its sense of what's approaching disarmed rather than exacerbated by the landscape…the opposite strategy of pictures like Peter Weir's Picnic At Hanging Rock, another brilliant nature film in which the natural world becomes oppressive and claustrophobic despite the freedom of sky and open spaces. The film benefits enormously from the perfect physical appearance of its leads: Wissak has alarming eyes and a face that seems to have disaster imprinted into it...one of the most brilliant achievements of the film is the way the faces of both leads keep fluctuating from dead to alive, without any noticeable outward changes in makeup or lighting.The concept of Palms as a love story, as some have called it, falls hard. The film is loaded with sex…intense, wailing, despairing sex that foreshadows in every way the horror that is to come at movie's end, though exactly what kind of a statement Dumont was trying to make with this remains unclear; one is inevitably moved to question his motives in the same way many questioned Gaspar Noe's in Irreversible (a film to which Palms has been infrequently compared). But Dumont's superb sense of artistry and restraint has noting is common with Noe's adolescent appropriation of philosophies too sophisticated for him and his fascination with cruelty and sadism cloaked in frantic & flashy concept art. Instead, Twentynine Palms presents us with the problem of evil accompanied by a sense of profound and deep sorrow, a mourning for a fate that may or may not be implied as inexorable, playing out under the unchanging beauty of land and sky.

This is truly a great film. With long shots that will bore those with short attention spans, and mesmerize those with the patience to watch and stay with the film. Too often in Hollywood, directors use flash and trendy music to divert the watcher from the sometimes horrid scripts and acting going on in movies nowadays.Not in this film. You get the sense that you are really watching something that is happening, rather than feeling like you are at the MTV movie awards. The ending is excellent, made more-so by the extravagant-less build up that more reflects something the viewer can relate to; which makes the ending, like I said, excellent and truly horrific.This is a true horror film, that gets you without cheap thrills and predictably timed jolts and spooky faces.