What The Stranger staffers found there in that cinema on that now historic day horrified them. Where Nelson had promised "a heroic journey," The Stranger staffers discovered a limp, two-hours-plus mess. What Nelson had described as "remarkable," "masterful," and "deeply sad and austere" was in reality ill-conceived, poorly directed, emotionally inept, and stupid. Mr. Nelson claimed that the film offered a vision not of love, but of the only thing that can throw love into sharp relief: not-love. It was an alluringly Lacanian concept, this love silhouette, the way he presented it--but, unfortunately and quite obviously, it had nothing to do with A.I.
In short, Mr. Nelson deceived himself, The Stranger staff, and, inexcusably, our readers. If said readers responded to this incident by turning their backs on our film section for all time, they are forgiven. Suffice it to say, we hope to win back the trust of these hapless cineastes. Though, frankly, with film editor Bradley Steinbacher now at the helm, this isn't likely to happen anytime soon. Did you read what he wrote about The Hulk?