This is a non-gruesome psychological horror artistic film with a lot of deadpan humor, which is what I think they were going for. It was an interesting watch and I enjoyed it, but within the first 15 minutes I found myself thinking "this is 100% a festival film for artsy film types, now I get why it's only playing in one theater for one week in the largest city in America. Sure, it could have been a bit more polished, but they told the story they were looking to tell and succeeded in bringing it to life. The story is surely imperfect, but it surprised me more than once by taking me places I hadn't expected it to go, and there was a touch of beautiful tragedy to it. So if you like that kind of thing, I think it's worth a watch or two. If you don't, I think you'll struggle to pick up on and understand the layers in this film unless you've done something like taken a film analysis class.
The only thing that I hated about the movie was Aaron Paul pronouncing "cache" (as in, collection or stockpile) as "cash-shay"... how did nobody in that entire production not tell him it's pronounced "cash" - like money? There's no plot relevance or humor value to it, so it just feels like a huge oversight. Also, I count the table as a weapon.
The only thing that I hated about the movie was Aaron Paul pronouncing "cache" (as in, collection or stockpile) as "cash-shay"... how did nobody in that entire production not tell him it's pronounced "cash" - like money? There's no plot relevance or humor value to it, so it just feels like a huge oversight. Also, I count the table as a weapon.