Returning to the medical school where they were test subjects decades ago, a pair of outrageously twisted serial killers use shockingly brutal sex acts to start killing off a group of drugged-out med students.
Coming back from her bachelor party in Las Vegas, Christine and her friends are driving through the hot desert of Nevada. But they are not alone - serial killer Max Seed is back and he brought the whole family.
On April 8, 2000, aspiring artist Mark Hogancamp (Steve Carell) became a victim of a violent assault when five men beat him up and left him for dead. Following the attack, Mark was left with little to no memory of his previous life due to brain damage inflicted by his attackers. In a desperate attempt to regain his memories, Hogancamp constructs a miniature World War II village called Marwen in his yard to help in his recovery. Unfortunately, Mark's demons come back to haunt him when he's asked to testify against the five men that attacked him..
The film follows the manbaby, a sort of catch-all reflection of today's fandom indicting his inability to face reality while exploring its virtues in 'art as trauma'. (The 50-Year Old Virgin.) Actually its judgments are not so intuitive. On the surface, Hollywood pokes fun at its bread and butter while serving it as a cinema experiment in empathy and goodness. Art to trauma. But then art in art is an island of enlightenment, not escape, but living itself (artists sure have a knack for self promotion). Zemeckis is Spielberg-I wouldn't say Diet, we can go with Spielberg-Zero. Don't forget those 80s directors came up as the original nerds. Or a better way to put it, the way they fail is because their exceptional talent isolates them, so the misfires are just as connective but in the way of their peculiarities. This is a recipe for interesting disasters. (The fact he quotes both Biff and the DeLorean, he suddenly flexes: 'I'm a cinematic giant' while in the process tanking its entire integrity.) Meanwhile the film's power fantasy panders to today ignoring such women were very much national socialists themselves. Still in the great in the tradition of R. Crumb as how they show his inferiority complex and starvation for humanity. But wait. The women are real? And both not creeped out at all, but in on it? Some even want to date him? Meaning reality and fantasy are hopelessly codependent. The world will meet us anywhere. We are responsible for each other and impactful in inconceivable ways. See as it contrasts banality to Nazism: as in when fantasy of ideology seeps into our world, the consequences are dire. This is on the opposite curve of his own identity exploration in cross-dressing. Now why this is all interesting is how it presents no psychological distinction--being war hero in toys he is a war hero for real, which forecasts the 21st century virtual identity world war, humanity's original sin in trauma, and trauma itself all inside this whirlpool of 'art'. Trauma leads to art. Collective trauma leads to collective art. Then it's a functional society he creates even tucking them in. "They hate him because he's different." But reality is not enough without its second half, being fantasy. Most surprising though is its unity vision, a goodness here craving the fringe to interface: not the experience of living but then, art is living, and cinema is an early iteration of living. (Compare this to how thoroughly it rewrites 2005's The 40 Year Old Virgin; I only bring up due to Carrel and their love of figurines. The one mocks albeit lovingly, the other indulges, does not question for a moment, and allows him to pursue it to its furthest and questionable extent; Zemeckis even there gets on the ground playing with him.) None of this is intuitive or what we expected, as we witness the blockbusters attempt a reading of our time that works within its circular logic, and may only make any sort of sense in hindsight. Still, maybe there's something to the hopeless idealism of Hollywood, where Capra meets the identity age; maybe they know something we don't.
Post-Note: The only thing it's missing is Roger Rabbit.
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