Tsai Ming-liang watching some early Wong Kar-wai films: "I can do that more... leisurely."
I never had any interest in checking out the book or the movie because the entire premise seemed... skinny. It sounded like a fine, but not super exciting, premise for a seven-page TALES FROM THE CRYPT story.
Well, I was right.
Robert John Burke as Mr. Thinner isn't evil enough to give the viewer permission to watch his predicament in horrified glee, nor is his quest to cast off the curse wacky enough to make me want to see what…
The film starts with a TRIGGER WARNINGS joke. Oof.
Politically all over the place and tonally repugnant. The film is about the horrors of mob violence and it goosed our audience to scream "KILL! KILL! KILL!" at one point.
I'm a white dude, so it's not really my place to say this, but it kinda felt uncomfortable watching another white dude make a film about the complexities of being a young woman that revels in mentally and physically abusing them until it switches into a heavy-handed "ISN'T THIS VIOLENCE KEWL!?" finale.
A satirical knife to the gut that gets comedic mileage out of the absurdity of performative wokeness, the complexity of free speech, and the always present racism of the so called non-racist (AKA: White People). The smart script by real life battle rapper Kid Twist slowly cuts the goofiness out of the narrative, until the laughs get caught in your throat, and the film angrily asks "Why were you fucking laughing?" Its HARD BOILED length battle rapping climax works so…