Andy Krysiak’s review published on Letterboxd:
I don’t know if Chris J Farrow is ever gonna see any of the reviews here on Lbxd for this but I do feel the need to write something up quick because I think he needs to evaluate and grow from this whole experience.
The movie is not good. You can read countless reviews on here that will break it down for you. There are tons of critical issues thematically, conceptually, and cinematically. But I do want to put a semi-positive spin on my words because I don’t wish failure nor would I ever wish something like depression/suicidal thoughts on anyone.
I think, for one, it’s miraculous that you got this made at all. It does take commitment and courage to throw yourself into a completely self-guided project like this. I commend the effort and can see that you wanted to say something. But in doing so, by perpetuating a narrative’s flow and conscience on nothing but your own dignity, you start to teeter the line between an earnest reflection of the ideas in your head and a pandering reflection of your ignorance and self-importance.
I don’t agree with the way you have chosen to market your film on Instagram. I know I’m not alone in seeing right through your charade of buying followers and likes and shamelessly self-promoting a project that nobody ever thought was going to actually happen because of all the delays. And it shows in your filmmaking tactics. There is a fine line between confidence and arrogance. The project is a mess; it’s meandering and often feels directionless at its core. I think it’s very important for you to step back and observe this project from a more critical and self-understanding perspective, and see that at face value, there is really no appeal in your constant glorification of suicide, in long-winded one-take sequences of you, alone, acting and reacting to an inanimate object. It A) is not remotely as an original idea as you believe and B) only serves once again to provoke this idea of misguided arrogance that pulses through every frame.
There are scenes once every now and then that work, shots every now and then that work, and glimpses of a half-decent lead performance. But it’s the underlying attitude of it all, so shameless and ignorant, that just leaves such a bitter taste in my mouth.
I don’t exactly agree with your ideology and I don’t agree with the way you’re handling your path to career success, but I hope that someday you do move forward and find success. And in order to do that, you must find that the direction you’ve chosen for yourself is not the right one. Nobody will ever want to watch a movie like this, especially not with the obnoxious tone and repetitive, uninspired ideas that your film consistently downplays.
I made a movie last year entitled Iungo, and there are actually quite a few similarities between my film and yours. That sensation of meandering through scenes. Sitting around shirtless improvising heavy-handed dialogue about mental issues and the cruelty of reality. That smug, annoying notion of arrogance and pretentiousness which underscores every needlessly long scene carried completely on your own shoulders. My point is I’ve been there. I’ve done a film like this and I’ve dabbled in a lot of the same narrative cliches that you have. And I’ve found that none of it is as appealing as it seems to you. I’ve learned that those things carry no meaning, no depth, if the story is not strong and if the attitude is in the wrong place.
I hope you take these words with understanding, and that you can use them to find better success in the next project you pursue.