It's sooooo bad.
I think. Maybe. I've seen this movie 5...6 times, and I couldn't tell you what the fuck happens.
I'm watching it right now and I still can't make sense of it.
Flashbacks.
Awful black and white, grainy shots at a cemetery.
So. Much. Slo. Mo.
Echoing voice over.
Keanu Reeves acting the fuck out of this.
James Spader is the suuuuuuper jaded detective targeted my Reeves' oddly cadenced serial killer. Marisa Tomei is Spader's therapist. She deserves so much better.
In the opening credits we hear Rob Zombie's Dragula(SO much late 90's/early 2000's music)as we see Reeves' character dance in jerky slo mo. At one point he crouches and holds a devil horns pose. Because he's a crazy person.
The devil horns make that obvious.
Right?
Jesus Christ.
Anyway, there's a wealth of fuckery here.
