Review: The Red Man (2015)
Evan (Daniel David Diamond) is an itinerant DJ heading towards 40, reflecting on his vapid lifestyle “all these fake arsed people in this piece of shit club”, while sabotaging his career.
He’s staying in a mysterious hotel/clinic, difficult to know which, with his day consisting of club, gym, vege wrap, repeat. Dr Verde (Daniel Faraldo) meanwhile, (same building, different floor) is a Freudian fatherly Portugese psychiatrist, keeping the patients/guests in drugs, and being very attentive to Evan. Eve Woodhouse (Lindsey Neves), trainee psychiatrist and librarian suddenly appears, filling Evan in on the sordid potential of pharmaceutical companies and the Illuminati, while providing him with books about medicated puppets and Carl Jung.
Further confusion comes when Evan phones home to speak with his mother, who is almost unreally lolling around the sun-soaked pool, sipping mocktails with the rest of the family. Evan’s troubles become apparent as he recounts his recurrent nightmares. The big question is, what happened 14 years ago?
“Write what you know. Make the scary movie that scares you. The only thing that anyone wants to read is what haunts your soul.” Inspired by this, sometime DJ Jimmie Gonzalez embarked on making The Red Man, his debut feature film. He has successfully written, directed and edited a perplexing film, screened at a few festivals and collected some awards along the way.
Gonzalez has created a maze of a building, complete with sliding bookshelves, secret files, hidden tunnels, torture rooms and a prison, all underneath a sleek façade. Perhaps this is the film’s metaphor? I can’t wait to see what he comes up with next.
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