REVIEW:
It’s Requiem for a Dream meets the Fly as seen through the lens of an episode of Black Mirror. To explain all of those references a little bit, this is appears to be a dark drug addiction movie, Requiem-style. Especially with the crazy close shots on characters’ faces and extreme sounds of simple things like chewing. This is especially seen with the Dennis Quaid character, an agent who is made to be the epitome of a absolute slime. But then we quickly realize that the drug addiction idea is merely a disguise. In actuality, this is a sci-fi movie about an imaginary drug that can turn your body into a much younger version of yourself for a week at a time, while the older version lies unconscious, on the floor. And the thing is, all of this is fantastic. The scary voice over the phone that gives directions and explain the rules, the way the two women, (Demi Moore playing the older version and Margaret Qualey, from Once Upon A Time in Hollywood, the younger,) both violate the rules of the drug, and abuse it, and then have to suffer the consequences.
It’s all really scary and really great. Until the end. It’s hard to explain this one without mentioning the ending, but let’s just say, the final twenty minutes or so of this movie are body horror at its most extreme. We’re talking about some of the most grotesque things imaging. And granted, it’s done in somewhat of a comedic way, but it just goes way overboard. This is a hard movie to recommend to anyone, simply because of those last twenty minutes. But up until that point, it’s a fantastic film.