This is one of the best films I've seen this year. It's an essay on the good and bad that comes from lies of all kind, and it's absolutely beatiful. Impersonators, escorts, actors, people. We're all fake sometimes. And we all need something real. Sometimes we need to go deep into the lies to find the truth.
I had a lot of scattered thoughts during this film, some of which I'll transcribe for you:
-how does this movie expect me to believe Greta Gerwig's character is straight
-Mills does a great job encapsulating the appeal of punk culture while not making an exceedingly "punk film"
-that being said, he does utilize a lot of the punk idealogy he analyzes in the film. You don't have to be skilled to make something that maters if you have a…
A parody, yes, but also a celebration of vampire myth. The film joyously incorporates jokes about even the smallest parts of vampire lore. It's well-directed, and I think this is the first time I've ever described a found footage film as such. It also happens to be absolutely hilarious.
I kind of just want to hug Viago.