helpful bedtime snack tray? or limb-stealing fiend? Review by David Wible: From the very hyphenation in its title to its minimalist undermining of postmodern subjectivity with handheld technologies, the latest contribution to the cruse brothers' catalog (we could even be forgiven for calling it their catalogue now; so subtle is their new level of achievement that it warrants the -ue), Leg-B-Gone is nothing less than a digital triumph. With delicate yet at the same time jaw-dropping touches, it's execution breaches (and at points, even dissolves) the inherent barriers between viewer and film-maker that the medium normally imposes. After seeing this work, you will never again be able to hear a cell-phone ring tone without Oedipal echoes surfacing to your consciousness. To criticize it for basement-studio production values would be accurate, yes, but it would aslo be to succumb to the pernicious Hollywood values of 'more-is-better'. Leg-B-Gone gives new meaning to the modernist mandate that 'less is more.' (In fact, it's hard to imagine them giving us any less than they have in this work). The work constitutes a call to the viewers, challenging us to join with the cruse bros in their efforts to obtain what they need most to reach the next level of achievement: A budget!