7th Day

Seven days in the life of a reflective but delusional serial killer.

The mood of this is well balanced - not depressing, but not too whimsical. The voice over is engaging, if not all that witty, while the music is mostly grim and bleak.

All the humour comes from the contrast between Allen's description of his predicament and how he actually reacts with people. But it's not that funny. I suppose there's a fair degree of psychological accuracy in his character and the way he lives. Maybe films like this are mostly a commentary on how awful life is for poor people in the US.

The gore is contained, the violence simple, little engagement with the victims.

The big fail on this is the specter of death holding the microphone in its flabby, grey hand - looks spooky, but its introduction was awkward and they never knew what to do with it.

Overall tolerable, but psycho humour has been around since the '90s and this doesn't add to the genre.