A dark comedy about a likeable guy pursuing his office crush with the help of his evil talking pets - but things turn sinister when she stands him up for a date.
Satrapi’s bold, bright and entertaining creation is laced with a pitch-black, sometimes truly sick sense of humour; it's wrong on many levels but that’s also what makes it so right.
Full-force performance form Ryan Reynolds but not as funny as it hopes it is.
Reynolds moves on from Green Lantern in Satrapi’s psycho-romp, pitched awkwardly between funny-haha and funny-peculiar, but blessed with enough style and smarts to merit a look.
It’s the kind of tedious misfire that provokes active regret regarding the time wasted watching it.
The melting down of barriers between sanity and insanity has never felt so intoxicating.
The film is gory, odd (with its scenes of talking animals and severed heads in fridges), horribly uneven but intermittently very funny in its own tasteless, grand-guignol fashion.
Directed by comic book artist Marjane Satrapi (Persepolis) it’s bonkers and uneven but memorable. Reynolds is a hoot.
Chaotic, then, and often ill-judged, but almost redeemed by the closing musical number, which owes an unexpected debt to the underrated Jim Sharman/Richard O’Brien film Shock Treatment.
General release. Check local listings for show times.