I was pretty damn excited to see this film, mostly because its Christopher Lloyd and seeing him on screen at anytime is a treat. I was also intrigued to see Max Records as I hadn't seen him since Where the Wild Things Are (and the small part in Brothers Bloom). I wanted to see what the kid who made me cry was up to. Both these actors did not disappoint.
After watching this film, tucked down in my seat, my scarf up to my nose, I was on the edge for most of the time. In a small town, a killer stalks the streets at night and and diagnosed sociopath John Cleaver decides to find out who it is. I won't say anything further as my full review is in Vulturehound, which can be found HERE.
The film is based on Dan Wells' book of the same name and I am patiently waiting for my copy to arrive so I can dive into the story from a different angle.
I'm only half way, but I am loving this festival. Just wish I could have seen more. So far Mindhorn is winning best of the fest but I Am Not a Serial Killer is very very close.
