Way too much MTV in some director’s past. This film appears to combine the worst qualities of Phillip K. Dick, Clive Barker and Rene Magritte. Some of the cinematography is sort of interesting (if more than a little reminiscent of the aesthetics of those overblown comic books known as graphic novels), but the plot, such that it is, is nearly impossible to follow, to the point that one tends to lose interest in even trying to tell what’s going on. This one might catch on with the goth crowd, but everyone else can probably miss it. See if desperate
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