As a child, Claire suffered from an overbearing mother and witnessed the suicide of her father, causing her to invent an imaginary friend to help her cope with the trauma. Now 26 years old, Claire (played by Slaine Kelly) is at college, but falls for her wild classmate Danny (James Corscadden), who introduces her to the world of alcohol and drugs. But is Danny real, or is Claire seriously mentally ill and living in a fantasy world?
I reckon she's a few Guinnesses short of a full round, but I can't say for sure
this jumbled mess of pretentiousness is nigh impossible to follow thanks to director Michael McCudden's overuse of countless contrived movie-making techniques. Non-linear narrative, choppy editing, wobbly camera-work, pointless out-of-focus shots, extreme close-ups—just a few of the tricks that, when combined, are guaranteed to grind my gears.
Four years after its release and there's still only one IMDb review for Sodium Party (other than mine); I reckon that's because only one other person has made it though to the bitter end of this dreadful pile of unmitigated garbage. In the name of fairness, I always watch to the end before reviewing, no matter how tough the going gets, but this one was a real test of my resolve.