The Demented

I don't mean your Hulu Watch List, I mean a potential threats list.

Anyone can leave a disclaimer at the beginning of a movie and say it was partially made to raise awareness for something - but this entire "movie" was an obviously socially unhinged manchild awkwardly living out his fantasies on film, thinking it was award-winning amazing.

There was only premise, no plot. There was no actual back and forth dialogue, there was only different people saying lines out loud. There was no acting, so that wasn't what he wanted to showcase. It wasn't the special effects and chase scenes that he wanted to show off. There was no horror, only awkward squealing while people tolerated this guy playing dress-up, playing with his fun new voice distortion toy and dancing around like he thought he was a pretty pretty princess.

The only thing more dangerous than the genius level methodical/strategic serial killers out there are the narcissistic man boys playing pretend and desperately trying out to live out their fantasies with an audience. Why? Because they snap when they don't get recognition for being the gods they vehemently know they are - and then, in a fit of rage at the injustice of the world not agreeing with their narcissism, they actually run breathy, sweaty and wobbling out into the night to do the things they always dreamed about doing to all those women that rejected them, but with none of the intelligence, restraint or psychosis of their heroes.

Because that's what this was. This wasn't a horror movie. It was Nigel Hartwell badly, embarrassingly copycatting his heroes and someone needs to tag a gps on that boy.

*Apologies if he/him is not their chosen pronoun.