A pop megastar who's spiraling downward after a bad breakup (Abel Tesfaye, AKA The Weeknd) has a one-night stand with an unhinged, obsessed fan (Jenna Ortega). This vanity project is stylishly directed but badly paced, and the self-indulgent "woe is me" messaging will turn off all but the most dedicated fans.
A pair of med students who may have psychic abilities stumble onto a serial killer, or something like that, in this strong candidate for the worst feature length film ever made. Between the baffled actors reciting bewildering dialogue, sheets of paper taped to walls to identify sets, and the crude trial software animation used to bring the characters' mental visualizations to life, it's like listening to your dullest friend relate his strangest dream. A film to watch because it exists and for no other reason.
A CIA agent (who also happens to be a hunchbacked dwarf and pizza connoisseur) accepts a mission to go into "Psychobook" to combat the virus "Stalin" released by the Soviet Union. Meet the President of Ethiopia (a kung fu supervillain) and Jesus himself inside this virtual reality world which is itself nestled in an alternate reality where the Cold War never ended, and technology is simultaneously stuck in the 1990s and decades ahead of where we are today. You've never seen anything quite like this absurdist psychological thriller/camp comedy. It's a real-deal next-generation cult movie waiting in the wings.
