Damn you poster for being the only vaguely interesting thing about this movie.
I thought and thought for entire seconds just how I might make this sound even vaguely interesting. Then I gave up. Little Deaths finds three directors taking turns to depress the audience with tales that range all the way from drab and morose to dull and dark.
The first story tells the tale of a well to do couple who dabble in living on the edge, only to find the edge has moved.
It isn’t that interesting.
The second story introduces a wonder drug from a frankly gross source with incredible qualities.
It also wasn’t interesting, but at least it had one mildly original concept.
The third story was about the very definition of the odd couple.
It was terrible, and the ending was even worse than terrible. It was dumb.
The first story was sorta horror I guess.
The second a Nine Inch Nails film clip concept.
The third was just dumb.
Final Rating – 4.5 / 10. Look there were moments in the 90 minutes where I wish I understood just what the hell was supposed to be entertaining or subversive about all this, in the end I decided I am happier not knowing. To me this is a waste of time. Lap it up emo-kids.
