Otto; or Up with Dead People

I really wanted to love this movie, but it was terrible. Pretentiously indie and with enough cock shots to fulfill the director's masturbatory fantasies.

Thinks it's far more provoking than it actually is and loses a lot of it's message by deciding to be a drama after all in the last 10 minutes. Pity, there was an interesting film in there.

Conceited art house BS that tries so hard to have a cerebral message, yet only produces a pseudo-gay porn with enough cock to fill a sixty-year-old, one dollar whore. Apparently the message of this movie is that all gay men become zombies after dying.

Sort of witty, sometimes funny, but not that much.

Not what I thought... but not bad. Homophobes caught off-guard with a blind rental/buy will drag this movie's rating down.

Taking the well worn figure of horror mythology, the zombie, beyond simply being an outsider but as the next level of sexuality - where lovers bite new sexual orifices into each other - La Bruce comes up with an inspired concept. Sadly straight forward gay zombie porn would have been more transgressive and interesting, the film ruined by the use of cheap digital cameras and a horrifying streak of pretension that at times seemed ironic but sadly is sincere, leading to a painful mess.

"For a movie with this many ideological loose ends, Otto comes up with a convincingly sweet resolution." - Eric Henderson