Cutting yourself for 51 minutes would be a better use of your time and more enjoyable than watching this. Using a cactus as toilet paper would be more enjoyable. Giving birth through your mammary glands would be more enjoyable.
This film genuinely made me want to kms. Who would make this? Why would they make this? Why would a streaming service have this? Somebody once told a man to follow his dreams. That man was Dustin Ferguson, and by Christ someone should have told him to get a job doing literally ANYTHING else.
There is no beginning, there is no middle, but thankfully there is and end.
Peace and Love.