Synopsis
A journey beyond your wildest nightmares.
A figure known as "The Assassin" descends from the heavens into a nightmarish pit full of monsters, titans, and cruelty.
Directed by Phil Tippett
A figure known as "The Assassin" descends from the heavens into a nightmarish pit full of monsters, titans, and cruelty.
マッド・ゴッド : Mad God, マッド・ゴッド, Phil Tippett's MAD GOD, Безумный бог, 疯神, Šílený bůh, 매드 갓, マッドゴッド, 瘋神, Скажений Бог
Phil Tippett!!!!! Phil Tippett. Phil Tippett worked on Star Wars, Jurassic Park, Starship Troopers, RoboCop, and the Twilight Saga. this guy designed Jabba the Hutt AND supervised the CGI vampire birth scene from Breaking Dawn: Part 1 (two equally important cinematic events), and in between those ~30 years he was working on this passion project: an experimental stop-motion dialogue-free dystopian nightmare yuck-fest about the abject horrors of war, the body, and Eraserhead baby-esque creatures. to me, that’s one of the top 3 coolest things ever. Phil actually Tipped it that absolute Mad God hahahahahahaha!
It feels absolutely wrong to give something so filled with artistic vision, creative heartache, and endless amounts of time anything less than the near perfect or perfect score. Yet as much as I love stop-motion, this does not allow me to give this feature full praise. For something that has now taken 30 years to come to fruition, it makes sense that there is so little in way of narrative and we are instead gifted with a world so full of depth and texture that at times story would not seem to matter, but at some point through all the depraved and crude visuals, one can do nothing else except wonder where this is going to go. So as the…
It's like a dispatch from a cooler alternate reality where that grody, grungy Klasky-Csupo/Oddworld/Ident/Monkeybone aesthetic just kept rolling and rolling like a snowball turning into an avalanche. This is easily the best looking movie since 9/11 that I can think of. You might not agree that a movie that features chimpanzee torture and a hallway of faceless immortal titans being shocked in electric chairs and emptying their bowels infinitely into deeper and deeper layers of Hell is beautiful but if that's true it's because you're weak. Pure, unadulterated black tar practical effect creativity. Where has this movie been my whole life? In production, that's where.
Whiners, go complain about plotting in somebody else's comments. I don't give a shit. Let me have this.
You know when you’re at an art museum and a movie is playing that you don’t have context for because it’s just a loop from a longer movie or something? That’s what this whole thing felt like for me
god gives all of us a map that falls apart
this is what ive been waiting my whole life for i think ? what i didnt know i was searching for within the pages of all those scary stories to tell in the dark books i tore thru in elementary school ? i totally understand why folks walked out of the theatre it’s definitely uncomfortable to feel uncomfortable … but it was a perfect metaphor for what everything feels like rn. hell on earth. haha!
40
There's a massive difference here between admiring all of the blood, sweat, and tears clearly poured into this hellish passion-project, and ultimately how successful it is as a film. No one, especially me, is disputing the barrage of grimy detail, the depths of its Boschian landscapes, its fantastical array of memorable creatures and freaks and weirdos. It's gorgeous to look at. But I struggled to latch onto this admittedly impressive demo-reel in any significant form. The monotonous pacing is a real mood killer, drudging forward without any sense of purpose. It lags and squelches and screams, and eventually the credits roll. Ultimately mind-numbing and a bit of a bore, even at a spare run-time of 83 minutes. This is the kind of movie that I would much rather listen to Phil Tippett speak about in a Q&A than ever watch again.