Campy cannibalism: what’s not to like about Eddie: The Sleepwalking Cannibal?
Creating art can be murder.
The masters of any given medium admit that they cannot explain where their talents come from.
It is why we often call such skills gifts and credit divine inspiration to the artist.
But what if the inspiration comes from that other place?
Somewhere that is surely not divine…but is certainly warmer.
Lars (Thure Lindhardt) was once the darling prodigy of the art world.
Ten years ago, he experienced a terrible accident.
From that chaos, he created masterpieces that were both provocative and astonishingly grim.
Eddie is a gentle soul trapped in a giants body.
The mute and mentally handicapped man-child is the ward of the school after his grandmother dies.
Maybe now Lesley will like him?
Every week, he is producing a new work of brilliance and macabre genius on the canvas.
And it just so happens that each success arrives after another mean-spirited resident or visitor disappears.
And did I mention that Lars likes to watch Eddie sleepwalk?
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Eddie: The Sleepwalking Cannibalis a strange collage of dark humor and artistic allegory.
Not that Lars is the one who starts going out at night to slaughter innocents.
First, it is the annoying neighbors dog that wont stop barking all night.
Then it is the annoying neighbor.
And what about those douchebags who called Eddie a retard in the grocery store parking lot?
Before he knows it, Lars is enabling Eddies subconscious like a Fava Bean procurer for Hannibal Lecter.
He is only letting Eddie kill bad people and takes no enjoyment or pleasure from it.
Unfortunately, the movie does not rise much above its initial joke.
It is a clever conceit, but it struggles to maintain the films 90 minute running time.
The true humor is in the brush strokes instead of the killing ones.
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Rating:
2.5 out of 5
