"Patchwork" is hands down the best Rom-com-horror film I've ever seen. It's a bloody blend of everything that's grotesque and philosophical about Shelley's Frankenstein + campy and satirically triumphant about Scream Queens.
Setting a punchy tone and snappy pace for the film, the opening sequence cuts straight to the chase: cue sweet jazzy tunes, an unassuming guy in a lab coat whispering sweet nothings to his lover...and then bam — turns out he's flirting with the severed head of Marilyn Monroe's hotter sister from another mister.
The creators of the film have successfully hacked apart and dissected the stereotypical comedy horror film and stitched together elements from various bodies of work across film and literature to spawn Patchwork. As such, Patchwork pioneers a subgenre of film in that it is a caricature of comedy horror shows that themselves, parody bad horror films.
The basic storyline is that of a maniacal Plastic Surgeon who staples body parts from three girls (Jennifer, Ellie, and Madeline) together and brings his frankenstein creation to life with some kind of microwavable neon green potion. The Surgeon, while clearly villainous, has a very hopelessly earnest "Better Call Saul" (from Breaking Bad) way about him that makes him endearing and a character the audience can almost empathize with.
The victimized protagonists (Jennifer, Ellie) are both individually flawed and also hideously outwardly flawed in their patchwork-frankenstein form: Jennifer is a remarkably miserable and boring career woman who is sleeping with her married boss. (The boss is insufferably arrogant and has kids, which makes her the unforgivable kind of home wrecker). Ellie is a vapid, self-absorbed girl whose exaggerated valley girl persona doesn't do her any favors. And combined as "Stitch," the girls are manifested in this grotesque, mutant eyesore of a being that has the combined flaws of all three women, with deplorable table manners to boot. But this film isn't just a comedy-horror, it's also a love story about a disfigured hot chick and nerdy med school student, who find each other through the physical and emotional trials and tribulations of being total freaks.
The format of the film is compositionally brilliant and the dialogue is wickedly amusing. The animated intro sequence is reminiscent of Greek or Roman epic pottery with its hieroglyphic or caveman-esque rendition of the film's core themes (mutilation, gore, satire). Compositionally, the film is 8 parts with flashbacks in time, revenge narrative, and Greek-chorus moments with the three girls — all stitched together in a perfect cinematic tribute to such cultural masterpieces as Shelley's Frankenstein, Rocky Horror Picture Show, and Saw.
Without giving away too much more of the plot, I would also recommend this film to anyone who: 1) has recently been cheated on and wants to watch hot chicks butchering a serial cheater 2) wants to watch vapid douchebags who refuses to use the word "make" because it is too capitalist — get their skull bashed in with a metal pole. 3) wishes they could stick a knife through the brains of predatory frat guys who film women without sober consent 4) would enjoy watching Jewish guys in lab coats argue about whether eating donuts around dead bodies is sanitary and complain about how post-Reagan donuts don't have enough filling (which is, by the way, what's wrong with America.) 5) is wondering what an owl-cat looks like. 6) is a serial killer, but trying to quit cold turkey. Patchwork : serial killers :: Nicotine gum : serial smokers. Next time you feel that murderous tingle, just spin up this movie. It will visually quench your thirst for blood and de-romanticize violent crime with its hilariously blasé attitude towards homicide.
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