Where to start with this one, yikes.
The Fantastist is an oddly named movie that somehow fits to this odd Irish-British horror movie that is not a horro movie, not a drama, not a thriller, but sorta just a watch and barely pay attention what-have-you.
The essential plot, I guess, is someone is calling women and sexually coming on to them and then mudering them. You wouldn't really know that's happening because it doesn't, really, after the first opening scene. Instea,d you follow some random denizens of this small town and you eventually zero in on this one woman and follow her as she is generall affected by the crimes and starts to date odd and problematic Danny.
Even though this is from the director of the classic The Wicker Man, and even though it apparently had Level 42 in it, this movie is nearly incomprehensible in feel. I could not really tell you what happened in this movie. It was absolutely ridiculous.
There's some nudity and all, but overall this is a dud with two capital Ds. I give it zero stars.
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