One reviewer noted the irony of this film: poking fun at the self-righteous "art" types, when the filmmakers themselves seem self-righteous. The film starts off following a black note drifting through the streets, as kids in their Halloween costumes skip along getting ready for a night of tricks and treats. Along comes Christopher, our would-be hero, except he won't be. He happens to step on this particular note and takes a look. It's an invitation to a party, or more specifically, a Murder Party. The things we want to happen in this movie don't, and you could say nothing happens in this movie, and it wouldn't be far from the truth. What we get is a conversation between these art types that lasts for over two-thirds of the movie. The rest of the film is gore for the sake of gore. I'm not a big one for gory films, but I can look past it if there is something other then gore to look to.
The idea is interesting, enough to get me excited to see it, but stops short of anything actually good. The jokes fall flat, except for a few sight gags. And Christopher, our knight in cardboard armor, who is the only person that you give a damn about, ends up having to sit most of the film out, and only gets to say about 30 words (if that) in the whole film. There is a moment pretty early on where you think it's about to get interesting, instead the writer says, "Wait, I take that back, I wasn't done with all the snappy dialog I had for these artists". Then you either have to endure listening to these assholes talk, or turn the film off. I wish I turned it off.
The score for this film, which is a homage to 80's horror flicks, is pretty terrible as well.
The only really good thing I can say for this movie is the cinematography and editing is well done.
The idea is interesting, enough to get me excited to see it, but stops short of anything actually good. The jokes fall flat, except for a few sight gags. And Christopher, our knight in cardboard armor, who is the only person that you give a damn about, ends up having to sit most of the film out, and only gets to say about 30 words (if that) in the whole film. There is a moment pretty early on where you think it's about to get interesting, instead the writer says, "Wait, I take that back, I wasn't done with all the snappy dialog I had for these artists". Then you either have to endure listening to these assholes talk, or turn the film off. I wish I turned it off.
The score for this film, which is a homage to 80's horror flicks, is pretty terrible as well.
The only really good thing I can say for this movie is the cinematography and editing is well done.