I close my eyes to conjure up something But it's just a faint taste in my mouth - Dum Dum Girls, Coming Down The reappraisal economy, as Jacob Lambert in an article for The Week puts it, is a recent phenomenon that has made it incredibly difficult to distinguish between a genuine admiration for an unfairly maligned piece of work and fodder for the dreaded think-piece machine, which seems to exist to garner clicks from polarising headlines. What is the function of trying to find clarity and meaning in work that has been firmly established as terrible, especially when the people who made it turn out to have caused significant harm to others ? The Canyons (2013) is a hard film to like. It has a consistent yellow and green tinge, like stagnant pool water left to stew on the hottest day of the year. Everything is over-lit and cheap looking, empty and un-erotic . It's dry, garish and much too close to the sun. The dust settled on the cinema seats is hot to the tou...