How is almost nobody talking
about how absolutely fucking
balls to the walls wild this is?

Pretty blatantly Hereditary + Mandy + Jacob's Ladder + Fight Club by way of the best of 80's NYC trash (think Henenlotter and Lustig), but for better and for worse, ends up reminding me of nothing more than Andrew Getty's The Evil Within. Doesn't have the revealing outsider thrill of Getty's oddball late-night classic, but makes up for it in sheer commitment to the bit. This totally mishandles mental health, literalizes every metaphor six ways from Sunday, but unlike other movies that try to pretend they have nuance, this takes genuine pride in the ludicrous dumb energy. Everyone is having so much fun with this goofy, sleazy nonsense. Schwarzenegger is ridiculous. I've said before that I prefer this SpectreVision psych-horror freakout type thing to the "elevated" stuff, but if this is how those approaches are bridged, more please.

Sure... it looked nice and all that but while watching this I couldn’t stop thinking about how I’d rather be watching Fulci’s Conquest or like, Exterminators from the Year 3000 instead.

I think we might have a secret gem right under our noses. While, nothing great. It subverts our expectations on how we view the deepest and darkest parts of ones self. its pretty damn compelling and it gave me some much needed chills down my spine.

The awful nadir of FrightFest 2019. Adam Egypt Mortimer's follow up to The Ladybird Film of Conflict Resolution is The Ladybird Film of Tortured Metaphor. It does for mental health what Some Kind of Hate did for the subject of bullying. A film of such mind-numbing insensitivity and stupidity, I can't even begin to do it justice. Suffice it to say, various ways of treating schizophrenia are explored, from a witch doctor with a Tibetan singing bowl to a broomstick that doubles as a sword.

And why is it that aspiring artists always live in vast warehouse apartments and do all their painting with a palette knife?

Fuck this film.

arnold 100% did NOT watch this shit but told his son he did

i tried to get excited when some cenobite guys showed up but it was still just indifferently-shot fx and slow droning zooms on symmetrical pink neon hallways........i cant believe this is cornier than BLISS!

shouldve googled the director before watching c8.alamy.com/comp/WB9BN3/cineworld-leicester-square-london-uk-25-august-2019-adam-egypt-mortimer-attends-daniel-isnt-real-adam-egypt-mortimer-credit-julie-edwardsalamy-live-news-WB9BN3.jpg

Fight Club, Mandy, Coraline, The Thing, and They Look Like People thrown in a pill blender and served to your psychotic mom. Weirdly entrancing body horror, enigmatic performances, 80s flair with 2019 sharpness. Might be underwhelming to some as it doesn’t feel fully realized, but there were some flashy neon breaths of fresh air swirled in.

I like the fact that they took a new novel, a hieronymous bosch painting and a modern american critique on violence among the mentally ill youth and made a slick stylish movie out of it. I know we all need our movie references and I see a lot of complaints about the lack of subtlety but life isnt always very subtle! And this constant need to compare shit with shit can go fuck itself!
And

If you’re looking for Fight Club meets American Psycho sure it’s here. And it’s a fun twist on both aspects. But don’t go in trying to compare this to those. You’re setting yourself up for failure.

Great, but I’m not sure I even trust myself.

Off the fuckin' rails.

Daniel Isn’t Real is a great exercise in psychological horror, with some nice body horror thrown in there with it. It’s fun and stylish, and boasts a great Miles Robbins performance, this time as a lead instead of a critically underused supporting role (looking at you, Halloween ‘18). I feel like there was opportunity to say something deeper about mental health in young males, but the third act decides to lean into thrills rather than any deep examinations. It’s probably for the better; I had a lot of fun with this flick.

It’s got everything for fans of any type sub genre. Well, except for zombies.

1/2 star bonus for ambition alone! I like the fact that they took a new novel, a hieronymous bosch painting and a modern american critique on violence among the mentally ill youth and made a slick stylish movie out of it. I know we all need our movie references and I see a lot of complaints about the lack of subtlety but life isnt always very subtle! And this constant need to compare shit with shit can go fuck itself!
And SPOILER ALERT*

Its a great movie for our times and appropriately sad and bleak. Respect.

Ok so I fucking loved this.

Maybe its because I like bad things but this isn't even bad like I genuinely enjoyed this and it was fucking insane. Like whenever I was thinking "Imagine if they did this that'd be sick" THEY WOULD DO IT. I was fully fucking cheering while watching this I really fucking liked it. Is it a masterpiece? No, BUT I am so in love with it. It was like such a cool movie and can you imagine if they had a bigger budget to really go all out. Even for what they did have it looked fucking cool.

Anyways I will definitely be rewatching this probably a lot tbh.

Classic case of good intentions with a garbage script. Nonsensical.