Hello again! If you’re reading this I guess you didn’t eat
any of that food I sent over. Well played mortal, well played. This week I once
again bring forth a review of that which I have braved, a movie found in the
streaming netherworld. And it is the aptly titled and poorly marketed “Creep”. If you were looking for insight into the TLC song "Creep" please stick around. You deserve disappointment.
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Creep is the first feature length film from indie film maker
Patrick Brice and it is a “found footage” film. If my previous sentence seems
familiar that is because it is often used, successfully, as an affirmative
defense in murder trials. But…while we support the murder of anyone who uses
the word “indie” Mr. Brice is doing some things right. Actually, this film is remarkable and leaves a lasting impression.
For a “found footage”
movie this is somewhat plausible, since it revolves around one character hiring
another character to film him for a day. So it’s a believable premise. It
is also an incredibly dull one. Where the movie draws it strength is from its undercurrent of dark humor and off-putting situations. Or perhaps it draws its strength from our yellow sun. Hard to tell.
"Creep" features a character that I know all too well. The off-putting male with a desperate need for attention who seems to be a completely full of shit but has a little bit of money and is in love with himself. But I know a lot of lawyers (cause I'm the devil) so maybe I'm over exposed to these types. This character is played rather brilliantly by comedic actor Mark Duplass, which is the name the operator will think she hears when Michael Douglass call 911 after having a stroke.
Duplass is not the person you would imagine taking on this role, especially since the film uses this image to advertise the movie:
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| We're an indie movie with a well known actor. Who we're going to hide in all are marketing. Wanna go to Burning Man? |
