Maniac

The hypnotic style with seemingly ill-fitting soundtrack pays homage to the master Refn and I must say that I don’t find much fault with director Franck Khalfoun. Maniac is a great portrait of a slightly brooding Frodo, who instead of his ring usually draws a rather handsome knife on the ladies and concentrates mainly on satisfying those highly specific desires of his that most of us find unacceptable. On the other hand, there’s no accounting for taste, and if practically the whole film is shot through the eyes of the main character (here again one is reminded of Enter the Void, which Gaspar enhanced with suggestive hints of the blinking and beating of heart), it increases the intensity of the final experience and one can empathize a bit better with the feelings of the mentally ill Frodo. A truly aesthetically decadent experience. (03/06/2013)

A particularly nasty film that relies too much on all that unscrupulous violence for my taste. I can't deny it a truly evocative atmosphere that gave me a headache, and good music, but otherwise I wasn't too impressed with this modern Norman Bates. The similarity to Drive is purely coincidental. (06/04/2016)

Nasty psycho downer. If I was an attractive young prostitute leaving the cinema, I would look in fear over my shoulder just to make sure I’m not being followed by some Baggins who wants to stab me with his penknife. Uhm. Under the eye of Alexandre Aja as producer, Khalfoun doesn’t disappoint and delivers exactly what I expected from him: a good horror thriller with a pinch of gore and a charismatic villain. So, basically P2 (BTW, pretty underrated film) in a better looking and more interesting package. The POV camera is good, and the decision to move from it here and there is also pretty smart, it makes you doubt whether the camera at any given moment is in fact the eyes of the killer or not, which increases the tension. My overall impression was slightly bothered by one very stupid moment in the last minutes, but the gore inferno at the very end sorted things out. It was chilling at times, even. 85%. (07/02/2013)

In the first quarter, Maniac looks like a disgusting, self-serving gore fest, repelling the audience, who then finds it hard to stay interested in it. But it’s helped by the character of a photographer played by Nora Arnezeder, who brings normality and humanity to all the psychedelic disgust. Thanks to her, the darkness and purity are balanced, and by learning the causes of Elijah Wood’s murderous madness, the repulsive slasher movie becomes a thrilling drama. Compared to the trashy 1980s original, it’s a commendable step towards A-rated filmmaking, while maintaining the original’s explicit gore and brutality. It’s original thanks to the ripper’s POV and especially the crazy (but fantastic!) electronic soundtrack. A bizarre affair about which we can be glad it turned out the way it did. (03/06/2013)

Unpleasant. After leaving the theater I had a weird feeling of changed perspective. The screen offers the viewpoint in the first person on a limited scale, then enlarging it disproportionately. When I returned to two-eye vision I seem to have experienced a sort of inner shrinkage. Like if I had crawled out of a sick brain back into my (less sick) brain while not losing the ability to discern reality. It was a relief, despite the headache that set in. Khalfoun exploits the concept to the full. The dime-a-dozen, slasher plot receives the stamp of reality and ideas abound. The stay in the disintegrating mind of a serial killer isn’t very pleasant, but even some really romantic moments occur too. Anna is the only one to keep the movie from toppling over the brink of normality, the other characters are unpleasant or behave stupidly. Elijah Wood acts with his voice, just occasionally we see him in the mirror or in a special sequence when his “soul leaves his body". The music by a certain Rob affords Maniac anger and volatility, creating much of the chilling atmosphere that seeps from the screen. We haven’t seen anything like this for a long time. (05/03/2013)