A somewhat unique premise (unless you've seen Argento's Stendhal Syndrome) which fails to be interesting in every regard. Bland as a spiritual successor to Nightcrawler, milquetoast as a send up of pretentious art culture (Ghost World, Pecker, or Art School Confidential this is not), and an utter snooze as horror schlock. Watch Velvet Buzzsaw, and yawn through some lame ass deaths.
Nearly every character is purposefully unlikable and shallow, leaving you wondering why the hell you're even bothering to watch them. What a waste of John Malkovich also. Could he phone it in more here? Oh look he's pretentious and full of himself, just like every other character in this mov... zzzzzz