Jason Coffman’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Astrologer is a staggeringly misguided film of such unimaginable ego that it makes The Room look like a Maysles Brothers documentary. Denney both directs and stars, although he looks less like a Hollywood leading man than the rough mathematical mean of Matt Berry and David Harbour. Looks aren’t everything, of course, but Denney has zero screen presence and precious little emotional range. Mostly Alexander is either smugly superior or screaming angrily, with not much in between. The form of the film is pure outsider cinema; this is the kind of movie where Alexander meets with the oil baron in America in one scene, and the next shot is in a Kenyan prison where Alexander has been arrested for smuggling for a second time. Massive jumps in time are standard, and major characters appear and disappear constantly. The writing is extremely simplistic and always at the service of Denney’s ego. This truly is the Citizen Kane of asshole astrologer movies, a jaw-dropping spectacle that must be seen to be believed.
Full review at Film Monthly: www.filmmonthly.com/film/the-astrologer