Pass Thru

Neil Breen movies exist in a category all by themselves. They are amazingly bad in every way you can imagine. The acting is bad. The special effects are bad. The camera work is bad. But at the same time they are some of the most entertainingly bad movies out there. And unlike other creator / writer / director / producers out there Neil Breen has embraced this weirdness that infiltrates every movie he makes and continues to make them in the same way. Others might try too hard or attempt to write something bad on purpose. Not our man Neil Breen. He's committed to making these movies his way and we all love him for it.

There's really one rule when it comes to watching a Neil Breen movie and that is just go with it. No matter what happens, don't question the Breenius at work. Just accept it and move on. You will however notice a lot of similarities in his movies that seem to follow them through time and time again. Things like he plays a messianic figure. Magic rocks that play some kind of role in it. Hacking, government and corporate secrets. An environmental message of sorts. He's also got the sexual magnetism and charisma that just causes women of all ages to want to get down with the Breen. But don't let any of that stop you from watching it. Remember, just go with it.

In this movie he plays an AI from the future. His goal? To kill a lot of bad people and usher in a world of peace. That's literally the plot right there and I'll be honest, this is all I could really get from it. This is Neil at his most incoherent. There's a lot of shots of him walking through the desert and sitting on rocks. This is being done for reasons but I can't figure out why. Maybe he's being artsy? There's a bit about human trafficking. A couple shots of a tiger that is supposed to represent something I guess. Stuff just happens for no apparent reason and there's never a payoff.

Really this should be for Niel Breen purists only or those that want to see a truly baffling and bad movie.

A warning from the future... or a primitive calling from our ancestral past?

Breen's fourth film is a portal. It reveals the ethical follies of the human race, and exposes them for all to see. Our lost connection to Mother Earth, to tigers, to immigrants... it's all there. The movie provides deep feelings, Spielberg-esque childlike wonder, biting political commentary, nail-biting action and harrowing drama.

It's almost a perfect 90 minutes a length. It could even fit on a CD and could be listened to as an audiobook. Burn it to a CD and work out to the tune of Breen's soothing voice as you ponder its message.

Absorb it with care, and with any luck, Breen's vision might "pass thru" your system, like yesterday's lasagna - having given you enough sustenance to survive another day in the sad world. It's not so bad it's good. It's so good that it's bad.

That summary was not an exaggeration. I've only ever had one other mental breakdown in my life, and it was nothing as severe as this one. I'm not gonna go over how or why it was so terrible, because I can't even remember anymore, even though I only finished watching it an hour ago.

I decided to watch this movie with online friends on a website where you can stream videos and watch them together. They said we were gonna watch a "so bad it's funny" movie. Yeah, I laughed at it at first, but then something started going wrong. Some time between the time Neil Breen started spinning around surrounded by rocks forming circles for the first time, and the time the movie showed the first scene with news reporters (Oh my, I can't even remember which came first.). That's when I was starting to feel a bit off. It got gradually worse and worse. I kept watching it and I had to watch it to the very end. The last 10 minutes of the movie felt like hours. The last minute felt like a whole day. I just wanted to get it over with. I couldn't take it much longer. My eyes glued to the screen.

The credits started rolling. My friends, through their microphones, I could hear them laughing about how bad it was. My computer has no microphone, so they couldn't hear me. But then I cracked while the credits were rolling. I started having a mental breakdown. I went into full hysteria. I was howling, screaming, hyperventilating, shivering, I could hear and feel my heart beating despite how noisy my howling was. I felt so physically sick from this movie. I was in so much mental pain thanks to this film. Confused and broken. I am still feeling the aftermath of the mental breakdown this movie sent me through, even more than an hour later. I'm mentally struggling to breathe right now and something feels really strange and painful in my chest. My body temperature feels abnormally high even after taking a cold shower to try to cool down. Now I feel miserable and weak like I never did before. I never felt that way in a very long time.

Something inside me broke. It broke. I am broken. This isn't an exaggeration. I'm not making this up. This actually happened, I swear on my life. Now, after reading the guidelines for IMDb reviews, I have discovered that I must remove profanity and obscenities from my post. I'll try to do that, it might take a while, and might be difficult. I still want to portray how awful this film made me feel, even if I have to remove the curse words I originally wrote. I'm sorry. I can't think straight right now. This movie doesn't even deserve 1 star out of 10. I wish I could give 0 stars out of 10 but I don't think I can. This made Dora the Explorer look like a timeless masterpiece that I would watch every day of my life and be happy with it. So much pain.

Congratulations, Neil Breen, you have created the cruelest form of psychological torture.

A heroin addict imagines himself to be a supernatural being on Earth to cleanse the human race, after shooting up near the U.S.-Mexico border.

I have fell asleep to this movie 3 times now. It is one of the hardest movies to watch.