A day in the life of a young psychologically disturbed billionaire, as he meets a wide range of people he supposedly knows while driving through New York City on his way to a hair cut.
It’s a poetic diatribe of nonsense, where all the characters talk like movie-style psycho serial killers.
Who would enjoy this movie? Perhaps dark artistic types while stoned, finding it profound while under the influence. I’d expect the rest of us would not.
Cosmopolis is a sick, strange, and disturbing waste of time, climaxing with a scene of self mutilation. It’s a David Cronenberg film, so for me, it’s not unlike other movies he’s been associated with.
2/10
