Set in the primal wilderness of 1983 where Red Miller, a broken and haunted man hunts an unhinged religious sect who slaughtered the love of his life.
“Emerging from the same cross-contaminated genre swamp as Let the Corpses Tan, Mandy achieves its goals with blunter and larger instruments, which is all the better, because where Corpses fails, Mandy succeeds. If Corpses was a music video, Mandy is a whole doom-metal opera in poisonous Technicolor, with an album cover depicting a landscape of magenta, indigo, and golden-yellow ruins.” – n + 1
“Cosmatos tosses us into a frankly hallucinatory world, with devil-demon creatures on motorbikes, shimmering prismatic fantasies, the creepiest church you’ve ever seen in your life, and enough gore to fill 10 meat lockers.” – Roger Ebert.com
“This smorgasbord of indulgences is held together by Cage, who gives one of the best performances of his career. Cosmatos understands Cage as well as any director ever has, fashioning a series of moments that allow the actor to rhythmically blow off his top, exorcising Red’s rage and longing as well as, presumably, his own.” – Slant
- 10/19 | 11:30PM