Maximum Shame

I'm guessing this movie has to be seen while in a particular mindset. More than likely, devoid of any brain cells! There's no doubt that this was made just for the sake of being intentionally weird rather than being weird accidentally. Not that there's anything wrong with a weird film, as long it has a motive to be conceptual.

It also doesn't help that the cast are speaking in broken english, which makes it difficult to understand them, and even more so with the poor sound recording quality from the video camera's built-in mic. An external mic would've been helpful!

And speaking of the camera, I'm assuming the "director" is using his phone to capture this incoherent and monotonous excursion, which makes everything so drab and flat looking.

I don't mind if someone wants to make an artsy or surreal film, even if it is for shock value. But at least put some effort into it (and perhaps get some people who can actually ACT).

I went into this expecting a bad kidnaping BDSM horror movie, but I got a mildly sexual chess fever dream. I have to rate this from my enjoyment of the art rather then how good of a movie it is.

I knew that this was going to be a weird one going in based on the summary description but holy crap. It was like a bunch of theater majors overdeosed on escstasy, wrote down a list of words and decided to make a movie about it when they came to. There wasn't even a semblance of a plot.

I can still hear that woman's horrible overacting voice in my head. There's some legitimate nightmare fuel here.

Some people would call this "experimental performance high art". Everyone else will call this a waste of time even if you can watch it for free.

Even if you watch this just to see boons or sex, you're going to be sorely disappointed. Unless, you're into some weird stuff.