"What happens when a deranged young man living in a hipster-infested LA neighborhood is pushed too far?" asks the tagline of Hipster Holocaust: A Film, which unfortunately is not yet a film, but merely a preview intended to raise Kickstarter funds (mission accomplished).
Frankly, a hipster serial killer movie was so obvious it's a) amazing that it hasn't been made already, and b) impressive that director John D.A. did as good a job as he did, as he could have easily coasted on concept alone.
There's a lot of low-hanging fruit here—a hipster gets a PBR can through the cranium, inured scenesters are so unimpressed when they encounter a dying body in an art installation that one shrugs and says, "It's been done." But there's some gold, too. "He doesn't read Pitchfork but he knows how to use one," made me happy, but even better is when the killer can't stop choking his victim because his fixed-gear bike "doesn't have any brakes."
In short, if you don't find this preview funny, you're a hipster. If you were in the movie, that means you're about to die.
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