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A Fantastic Fear of Everything
Jack is a children's author turned crime novelist whose detailed research into the lives of Victorian serial killers has turned him into a paranoid wreck, persecuted by the irrational fear of being murdered. When Jack is thrown a life-line by his long-suffering agent and a mysterious Hollywood executive takes a sudden and inexplicable interest in his script, what should be his big break rapidly turns into his big breakdown, as Jack is forced to confront his worst demons; among them his love life, his laundry and the origin of all fear.
Victorian serial killers
The Final Countdown
Gangsta Rap Mix Tapes
Oven drying laundry
Brian the Hedgehog
Astral Projecting Psychiatrists
Superb Simon Pegg
Mix all these things together, wash, rinse and dry and you've got yourself an intriguing, funny and surprising film that is only let down a bit by its final act.
This film is about underpants.
I'm a big fan of underpants so obviously I enjoyed it.
Gonna go roll around on the floor for a bit. Cya later!
The scenes in the house are bordering on greatness, Pegg is practically performing a ballet with his pouncing and leaping around the place. The narration gives the film a comfortable feel and the colours/saturation are really lovely. However, it veers so wildly away from what makes it outstanding that it lost me somewhere towards the middle and never regained the magic. Still worth a watch, and a pretty good soundtrack (erm, not counting Final Countdown!).
A Fantastic Fear of Everything seems to be a rather polarising film with people either engrossed by its quirky rambling charms or bored by its aimless indulgences. As you can probably guess from my rating I’m firmly in the latter camp. Based on Bruce Robinson’s novella, Paranoia in the Launderette, I can see how this story would work far better on the page than on the screen seeing as the entire story is from the perspective of a paranoid writer who is irrationally frightened of everything.
Crispian Mills (yes, that Crispian Mills) expands the story yet fills it with such quirky and inconsequential waffle I was spending most of the time looking at my watch rather than the television screen.…
If I see the name "Simon Pegg" in big letters on the cover with an image of him in [albeit gross] underwear...of course I'm going to want to watch it!
A Fantastic Fear of Everything was often times laugh-out-loud funny, and always endearing and stylish.
I do not know if it has anything to do with being from America but I have absolutely no idea who Crispian Mills was before writing the screenplay and directing this movie. I knew he was a musician after reading Antonomasia's well-written and informative review of A Fantastic Fear of Everything. Thankfully, whatever tarnishing thoughts a person may have associated with Mills, I think they should let them go when it comes to his artistic…
"Given Crispian Mills' music, I wasn't expecting much - apart from Simon Pegg - of his debut as a writer-director, but surprisingly, it's really good..." posted a friend whose taste I greatly respect. Immediately I wanted to see the film, which I hadn't heard of before. For starters, I think this friend and ... well, most people are a bit harsh on Kula Shaker (a minor Britpop band, remembered for ill-judged public-school-hippie pronouncements, and psychedelic influenced tunes which I found quite catchy). And Mills comes from a strong cinematic lineage (grandfather Sir John, mother Hayley) so you'd hope he'd produce something reasonable. He also seems to have aged well and whatever my sixteen year old self saw in his looks…
I would happily let a dude blasting final countdown on a boombox murder me
I am reminded of the Funkadelic lyric, "The fear of being eaten by a sandwich! The fear of being eaten by a sandwich!"
That is not specifically listed as one of the things that Simon Pegg (once successful, now struggling, author) is afraid of, but there are plenty of others. Certainly the fear of going to a laundrette (or laundromat, as we say in the Colonies). Sometimes one's irrational fears turn out to be well-founded, as this picture - in the comedic/horror genre - demonstrates.
It's got some sick animation every once and a while, kind of like a kids book of death and cursing
One of the most unfocused, Edgar Wright wannabe, meaningless movies I've ever seen. Absolute garbage, but with good music.
Theatrical Poster: 7/10
It has it's funny moments, and overall it is quite original, but at the same time it feels like some glued together parts (you can clearly divide this movie in 4,5 acts). It also has a weird uneven pace. The acting is as good as expected (if you like Simon Pegg you'll like this enough), and the animation scenes are also cool.
for people who don't struggle with the same fears of feelings as Jack, or people who aren't a particular fan of anyone starring in the film, I really doubt they would like it. my liking of this film stems off of the fact that I relate to jack, and it was nice to see some of those things represented in a movie, albeit for comedy.
for a 'horror' (comedy), there's nothing really horrific about it, there's a few scares and tense scenes but nothing truly scary, which I like.
I'm left feeling very torn about this. Simon Pegg was amazing, the movie was nice to look at, great music, some decently funny bits, but a good story idea stretched far too long grows very weak in certain sections. Overall a decently good movie to watch once and probably never again.
honestly this movie deserves much better ratings. the best since i've seen john dies at the end
Wow, Letterboxd. This is at least a 3.5'er, no matter how you swing it. Pegg is a gem.
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