Starts off a little middling (main character is a tough sell for me) but evolves into a deeply enthralling exploration of unreality/derealization by the halfway point. Lighter on the social commentary than most Black Mirrors, resulting in the most explicit genre film in the series for some time (which really works in its favor). Remembering only the very end actually helped amp the tension significantly.
Really thought I was gonna like this (especially considering my recent Zodiac and Se7en viewings). I loved how everyone kept doing drop kicks (and the truth within its depiction of corrupt law enforcement bureaucracy), but none of the suspense or shocks landed for me, and I never found myself invested in the characters or narrative (and personally found it meandering and contrived). That’s not to say that it didn’t cajole some infrequent laughs out of me, but it pales in comparison to the other two I’ve seen from him; someone packed this Bong with mid.
- “I know I’m poor.”
- “I don’t care about that, Chicó! But if you at least had a degree!”
- “I’m a PhD in hidden sciences, dramatic philosophy, dogmatic biology, charlatanic perversion, electronic astrology.”
the first half of this film is a slapstick masterpiece, like an adult, live-action version of Looney Tunes or Emperor’s New Groove with religious undertones. the entire cast is colorful, magnetic, and impossible to hate, and familiar tropes are turned on their head brilliantly. and THEN the religious undertones…
Whose idea was it to call this a thriller? There’s not a single thrill to be found here — instead, get ready for Charlie Kaufman bitching about how much everyone and everything sucks in spades, plus a constant barrage of quasi-highbrow cinematic and literary references. Like buying a ticket to a rollercoaster only to find out it stays flat on the ground and goes straight ahead at five miles an hour; a legendary disappointment.