The Loneliest Boy in the World

Eeww. Just ...eww.

This horror comedy is way too heavy on the gross. It emphasizes the reality of dead bodies, beginning with the mother's "accident" and goes too far when Oliver's new family of dead bodies come to life. He can't imagine them being fun or clever or not puking up every single thing they eat, talking while vomiting. That's when I had to turn it off.

Nothing about Oliver is compelling, anyway, he's just weird and sad and obviously belongs in a mental hospital. There's also something sad about him making friends with corpses he dug up from the grave, that gives creepy vibes in the worst possible way. Not a fun way or a spooky way, but like a "omg that's a dead body you freaking weirdo."

Seems like some indie film maker was trying to push the envelope just to be an edgelord, or has some necrophiliac tendencies. Because I'm lost on how a normal person could find this funny or charming.