The Scary of Sixty-First

Terrible movie. Acting and dialogue was so terrible the audience was laughing. Tried to do an Eyes Wide Shut x American Psycho thing, but it was like a high schooler's tribute. Was looking forward to it being shot on film, but it was done terribly. Half the shots didn't even come out and were used anyway. It's clear this entire movie was just to showcase that Nekrasova is a sexy little freak, as the clearest and most thoughtful shots were her spitting in co-star Madeline Quinn's mouth during a (completely unnecessary to the plot?) sex scene. The ONLY redeemable part of the entire film was the score by Eli Kessler, which was subtle but powerful at the same time. Incredible musician.

See this movie but only if you stream it, dont give this any more money lol.

This movie is outrageous, purposely offensive, gross, stupid, and overflowing with conspiracies and I absolutely loved every minute of it. I am not sure I have laughed so hard in my life as I did to some of the more outrageous scenes. I can only assume the bad reviews here are from prudish folk who either wandered into the wrong film or just are not capable of understanding a joke, albeit, a wildly offensive one.

If you love goofy conspiracies (Epstein, Clintons, etc) and can stand an offensive joke and some seriously whacky sex scenes, and would like it all wrapped up in the style of a 70s Italian slasher flick, you will love this movie.

Two roomies score a suspiciously cheap apartment in Manhattan, but after a first night of disturbed sleep the nightmare never ends ...

Strange shoe-string budget production, written by two of the actors. It's well edited and paced, cinematography pretty rough, probably too much dialogue, but the score has a nice synth vibe here and there, and the sensibility is reminiscent of pervie '70s stuff, from the era when New York was a nutters' paradise.

The shape of it is intriguing, with three overlapping delusions fuelled by pharamceuticals. I say three, because there are three principal characters, each of whom has gone off the deep end in her own way, but the delusions are inseparable from each other.

The intro makes a point of figures and faces in the lofty architecture overseeing the madness that's about to break out below, and there's a sense of a demiurge in charge of an evil world, personified by the media characters of those involved in the Jeffrey Epstein affair. In the climax, which involves a protective magic crystal, there's an insert of what looks like Epstein's face, tying him in with an occult force at work. Reviews emphasizing the reality of that affair are missing the point entirely.

The performances are energetic but patchy, failing to give meaning in any subtle way - that's probably down to a naive reliance on dialogue and lack of experience in the direction and acting. Mind you, the mental breakdown of the Jewish girl is worryingly authentic. The sex scenes have a certain JNSQ - or maybe they're just porn. There is humour in the air, but the only time I got a sniff of it was when the boyfriend is dragged along to witness the aftermath.

In the end the story didn't seem coherent to me, either pychologically or emotionally, but still an engaging mystery of why we insist on mysteries.

This film was so horrendous in every way, it was like watching a bad student project. You want to laugh at it, but you can't believe people actually thought that this was good enough to release as an actual film. Everything about it was porn levels of bad, from the acting to the action. I started to think it was a vanity project by some lame feminist lesbians, but then why would they make such a atrociously bad film? I mean, this is just on a whole other level of travesty. We're talking Battlefield Earth levels of trash.

I don't even know what else to say. Does it even deserve anything else being said about it? The acting was trash, the directing was trash, the script tried to be funny but ended up being trash. I mean, the scariest part about the movie was the fact that all of the things they said about Epstein and his cabal of high profile satanic deviants is true. All of it. There is no "conspiracy theory". It's all truth and the quicker people realize just how demented it all is, the quicker we start to weed out the sickos that run the world.

In the end, the movie sucked but it had to be made. Will it be taken seriously by those who'd rather not know about any of it? Of course not. But people who are aware will appreciate just how truly twisted real life is and no movie could ever match that.

Neither suspenseful and self-aware enough to be a gallo film nor clever in its psychological distress of the stripe of Argento, nor as conspiracy-addled as Eyes Wide Shut (despite the material lends itself to a serious search-no Aquino, no Wexner Ohio police force, none of the threads re: Epstein's being a tapped gifted student the likes of Sarfatti; an episode of Subliminal Jihad will take you much further). Nor is the film willing to hurl itself into experimentation and formal editing proper (a Brakhage-esque experiment in conspiracy qua audio-visual editing, like a Project Wandering Soul meets Paul McCarthy, would be genuinely interesting). This is a film that loses its thread early on and lapses into clichés that do not embrace their being clichés, which means the film refuses to be self-referential. It loses the thread in a way that is similar to Jacques Rozier's Maine Ocean, but is not as smartly edited or funny. This ends up looking like the director made a poor film not as a critical exercise with which to playfully challenge but because they simply could not make a good film. The sole saving grace is, at certain points, the lighting. A pity, because the Epstein matter lends itself to cinema. Go watch Francesco Rosi for much more accurate and affecting cinematic portrays of conspiracy. I do hope the director's subsequent film takes up the challenge of making a genuinely good film.