In other words, this is very Lars von Trier-esque.
Oh, and it stars that one guy from CollegeHumor.
Now, this will not be everyone's cup of blood because it is not pure horror but rather a film staged as a highly-theatrical piece of tragic drama with the horror element of being about a serial killer and his prey. And it is just as bizarre, stodgy and abstruse as an Aristophanes play. But so much Classical theater was grotesque morality tales of murder, thievery, haunting and retribution that they fit right into the revenge horror genre.
The plot starts off a bit in the vein American Psycho (Act One). It gradually veers into more obscure heady art-house territory (Act Two). A lot of it works in a creepy psychological way; some of it struggles with pretentious histrionics. But ultimately I had to like it for its attempts of melding of myth with terror.
Some of the effects are goofy but a lot are well-done. The music actually is spot-on for the ethereal nature of the plot. The acting is good but if you are used to seeing Josh make funny on the Youtubes, you might find him playing schizophrenic a bit hard. However, I commend his non-comedic endeavors and want to see him in more dramatic roles. And yes, the misdirection in the title is that he, not she, is the wounded fawn.
And the Red Owl face reveal.....what the actual what?!?!?!
An odd little film for sure.
Oh, and it stars that one guy from CollegeHumor.
Now, this will not be everyone's cup of blood because it is not pure horror but rather a film staged as a highly-theatrical piece of tragic drama with the horror element of being about a serial killer and his prey. And it is just as bizarre, stodgy and abstruse as an Aristophanes play. But so much Classical theater was grotesque morality tales of murder, thievery, haunting and retribution that they fit right into the revenge horror genre.
The plot starts off a bit in the vein American Psycho (Act One). It gradually veers into more obscure heady art-house territory (Act Two). A lot of it works in a creepy psychological way; some of it struggles with pretentious histrionics. But ultimately I had to like it for its attempts of melding of myth with terror.
Some of the effects are goofy but a lot are well-done. The music actually is spot-on for the ethereal nature of the plot. The acting is good but if you are used to seeing Josh make funny on the Youtubes, you might find him playing schizophrenic a bit hard. However, I commend his non-comedic endeavors and want to see him in more dramatic roles. And yes, the misdirection in the title is that he, not she, is the wounded fawn.
And the Red Owl face reveal.....what the actual what?!?!?!
An odd little film for sure.