Julien is a 20-something paranoid schizophrenic played by Ewen Bremner, one of the most underutilized character actors of today. Julien lives with his equally disturbed father, younger brother, and sister, who he has impregnated before the film's beginning.
Uncomfortable yet? The whole movie works to make the viewer feel discomfort while also invoking sadness and emotion. At this it is only moderately successful. The dialogue is often random and directionless. The experience of the film is akin to having hundreds of puzzle pieces of differing shapes and sizes, none of them fitting together in the least.
While watching, you come to a crossroads- should you spend a indefinite amount of time trying to put together the pieces, or should you leave the goddamned thing for somebody else to solve? The visuals of "Julien Donkey-Boy" are willfully awful, presumably shot on a home video camera bought from the bargain bin of Best Buy for a total of five dollars.
Ewen Bremner does an excellent job as Julien, but although Julien isn't innately evil or unlikable, it's hard to emotionally invest in his plight. In fact, the movie has its meaningful moments, but most of what is has to say isn't particularly innovative or profound, and it's hard to feel many emotions other than bewilderment and disgust.
Meanwhile, "Julien Donkey-Boy" functions more as a curiosity item than a movie, with famous filmmaker Werner Herzog playing Julien's gas-mask wearing, cough syrup- guzzling father, who offers to pay Julien's younger brother (Evan Neumann) ten dollars to dance with him in his dead mother's dress. Meanwhile, Julien's sister Pearl (Chloe Sevigny) prepares to have her brother's baby.
The film is dedicated to director Harmony Korine's schizophrenic Uncle Eddy, and although I hate to criticize a personal film-making project (unlike the soulless Hollywood money grabbers I love to have a go at), I must. "Julien Donkey-Boy" is hard to sit through and willfully incoherent, like a cross between a David Lynch throwaway project and a bad acid trip. It is one of the few movies I can honestly say had very little point, and isn't that a shame? Not for the majority of sober filmgoers.