How can a caricature of such professed creative endowment -- proven, in my opinion, by his music and fashion, which I rather liked -- be so uninspired in the execution of his own 'Opus'? I'm afraid that a run of the mill slasher flick has more ingenuity in its bones than this. Also, how does a guy whose Wikipedia page is literally just 2 sentences get a director's chair with A24 and John Malkovich?