Thus another in the posts I finish writing the previous year's posts, left unattended and quickly forgotten. And yes, still post it as if it was written In the Past (ominous music).
Yeah, what was this about again? Oh yeah, indie-ish movie about a shapeshifter who has to steal new identities once his/her current one begins to decay, literally. Shot and set in Toronto, the movie hands the ball from one body (and one actor) to the next, as "Drew" adopts each life. Until he is stalled by making an actual connection with a woman he meets in the Monarch Tavern.
Rather skillfully done for a micro-budget movie, it makes good use of its multitude of characters, some familiar Toronto faces, as well as the body-horror and gore that smacks of Cronenburg fascination. Going from the interpersonal interactions of monster and man, to a voice over relating to us the challenges of being a monster with no understanding of who and what you are. But in the end, how can we sympathize with a monster mass murderer, no matter how broken up they are about love lost.
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