visually appealing...acting and script kill it dead

Rating: 3/10 (18 October 2015)

I'll admit this film has the kind of grandiose cinematic feel to it that money alone probably cant buy, but holy bananas the acting in this is nothing short of dire. Every supporting actor seemed to stiltedly barf their lines out like they were auditioning for a new soap opera that will be shown bi-monthly on a youtube channel with 37 subscribers, everyone was that bad. As for the lead character, who on earth talks like that? Although his bizarrely precise stream-of-consciousness rambling was presumably supposed to come off as...something (quirky?), I never got the impression that Jake Gillinghall (or however you spell it) was doing anything other than trying to remember his lines from the script as he spoke. This got annoying fast and I didn't buy any of it.
As for the plot, what could've been potentially thought provoking soon became monotonous and increasingly obvious as it went along. Why do so many films these days feel the need to repeatedly smash you over the head with the 'point' they're trying to prove? Subtlety is dead. Before long it all got sappy, and anodyne generic guitar-based backing music started playing over scenes for no reason. At this point I quit, and I'm not even bothered if Nightcrawler miraculously got better towards the end, my boredom threshold had maxed out. Another critically acclaimed flop.