Unless you’re a highly paid film critic like myself, then there's little reason for you to sit through all of POSSIBLY IN MICHIGAN. Yeah, it’s only 12 minutes long (or 10:25 if you discount the end credits), but even then nothing cool happens after the first few minutes.
Two young women are at the mall doing a little shopping when they notice that they are being stalked by a creepy dude. Even worse...he’s not attractive! Barf. Instead of telling the suede/denim secret police that an uncool guy is breathing, they simply leave, but the unattractive guy follows them because he is longing “…for that sexual scent that smelled like home.” Sounds reasonable enough.
The first four minutes of POSSIBLY IN MICHIGAN are awesome and maybe even ahead of its time. Hell, I can’t think of anything off the top of my silly clowny clown clown head that was like it before 1983. That said, the rest of the film was like watching a recording of a boring dream that I forgot about because it was so boring.
As far as the story goes, I’m not even going to attempt to tell you what it means. I have no clue. The acting is what it is and the look of the film is fun to watch. Overall, I’m very happy that POSSIBLY IN MICHIGAN was made. (I was even fortunate enough recently to see it in a movie theater.) If you have a curious nature, then the first half is perfect enough to endure the boredom of the second half.
