Before anything else, allow me to say that Adrian Tofei is able to convey the creepiness of an unhinged stalker drowning in his own fantasies of delusional fandom. He definitely has the look, with bald head, skinny body, teeth that are yellowed and stained slightly, and a mouth that seems to have a little bit too much saliva flowing inside it. After about 10 minutes of on-screen time, you know that Adrian Tofei is a creepy character.
So by the time his first "victim" comes into the film, you are waiting for what you think will be a pretty disturbing film.
But it's not.
For the next hour and fifteen minutes, you watch Adrian Tofei ramble on about wanting to turn Anne Hathaway into a cat (which will then metamorphize him as well), and other lunatic ramblings. There is another "victim" that dies, but the violence of her death is hidden by a white sheet. The violence of her death is only conveyed by her screaming at the camera (It should be mention that at one point of her killing, two men appear to investigate the screaming, and Adrian Tofei simply explains that he is making a horror film, which the two men accept as reasonable and leave....huh?).
In the end, Adrian Tofei realizes that he is ready to "direct" Anne Hathaway in his film, and corner's he third and final "victim". Holding a steak knife (yes, it really is a steak knife), he explains to his "victim" about his devotion to Anne Hathaway, and that he really doesn't want to kill his "victim", but he will if he has to (he does explain that he will have to kill his mother, though). The film ends with Adrian Tofei's third "victim" walking into a closet and promising that she will not call the police until 10 minutes have passed. Adrian Tofei giggles and gives his thanks.
And that's it.
The film fails mainly because nothing happens. Yes, it is obviously documenting the descent of a man into madness (ala Richardo Lopez), but as creepy as Adrian Tofei is, you really see no descent. As I said earlier, you already know he is a bit off-balanced within the first 10 minutes of the film. Actually, the film would have worked better if it had been more loosely based on the Richardo Lopez case. Alas, it did not do this, though, and fails miserably at telling the tale of fandom that leads to madness.
The film is not a good "found footage" film.
The film is not a good "horror" film.
The film is not a good film.
So by the time his first "victim" comes into the film, you are waiting for what you think will be a pretty disturbing film.
But it's not.
For the next hour and fifteen minutes, you watch Adrian Tofei ramble on about wanting to turn Anne Hathaway into a cat (which will then metamorphize him as well), and other lunatic ramblings. There is another "victim" that dies, but the violence of her death is hidden by a white sheet. The violence of her death is only conveyed by her screaming at the camera (It should be mention that at one point of her killing, two men appear to investigate the screaming, and Adrian Tofei simply explains that he is making a horror film, which the two men accept as reasonable and leave....huh?).
In the end, Adrian Tofei realizes that he is ready to "direct" Anne Hathaway in his film, and corner's he third and final "victim". Holding a steak knife (yes, it really is a steak knife), he explains to his "victim" about his devotion to Anne Hathaway, and that he really doesn't want to kill his "victim", but he will if he has to (he does explain that he will have to kill his mother, though). The film ends with Adrian Tofei's third "victim" walking into a closet and promising that she will not call the police until 10 minutes have passed. Adrian Tofei giggles and gives his thanks.
And that's it.
The film fails mainly because nothing happens. Yes, it is obviously documenting the descent of a man into madness (ala Richardo Lopez), but as creepy as Adrian Tofei is, you really see no descent. As I said earlier, you already know he is a bit off-balanced within the first 10 minutes of the film. Actually, the film would have worked better if it had been more loosely based on the Richardo Lopez case. Alas, it did not do this, though, and fails miserably at telling the tale of fandom that leads to madness.
The film is not a good "found footage" film.
The film is not a good "horror" film.
The film is not a good film.