*. What was I thinking?
*. I think I was I thinking that it would be something like an homage to Abel Ferrara’s gritty cult thriller The Driller Killer.
*. No such luck.
*. Instead, we follow a nameless homeless person (Kevin Kenny) as he aimlessly wanders about NYC. He mutters, shouts obscenities, and rambles incoherently. He eats garbage. He continually shits himself and rubs the feces over his face and in his hair. He eats his shit. He pukes his shit up and lies down in it. He knocks someone unconscious and shits on their face. And he kills a bunch of random people he meets (including a mother and her baby).
*. It’s billed as a horror-comedy, or something like that, but for the life of me I don’t know what’s funny, or was even meant to be funny, about it. And while it’s filled with horrors, it’s not really a horror film. There may have been some sort of political point, but I don’t want to think too hard about what it might have been. Perhaps the idea that since we don’t see the homeless when we pass by them on the street every day it’s that much easier for them to kill dozens of people and get away with it.
*. So . . . why? What’s the point? There’s nothing wrong with a filmmaker wanting to shock, but the shocked are entitled to ask to what end. Is Crazy Murder just a dirty joke?
*. Co-director Caleb Pennypacker has a credit list that mostly involves working as a digital effects artist on various blockbusters from the Marvel and Star Wars franchises. I’m guessing he just wanted to get his hands dirty with something raw and edgy. There’s even a nod to the Marvel universe in the passage where the Killer transforms himself into a Wolverine-style blade-wielding supervillain.
*. In the face of so much bad taste there’s not much for me to say. Basically this is an orgy of coprophilia and -phagia for people who thought 2 Girls 1 Cup didn’t go on long enough. It’s probably one of the hardest movies to watch that I’ve seen in years, and I don’t mean that in any kind of a good way.