MANÍACO DO CONTROLE

It is really hard to make a horror movie of this quality. Kudos to the director and especially the crew.

It is a suspense / horror movie like no other I have seen in the last 5 years.

I really liked the back and forth between the core story and the history that brought this movie together. My thought at first looking at this was = "another cheap movie and that I would disconnect within 20 minutes of watching it". To my surprise, I was hooked from the get-go. I sincerely think that if you give your concentration and the thoughts behind it, you should truly appreciate this movie.

If you are of sound mind and really put your heart in it, you will understand the wisdom and effort that were put in the script. I will recommend it without hesitations.

There is a scene in "Control Freak" where "Val" (Kelly Marie Tran), sitting in her parked luxury sedan, removes a bandage from her head and realizes that the scar has not healed. She takes her phone and attempts to take a picture of the top of her head when she is suddenly set-upon by a fan of her work. Val, the female fan tells her through the car window, was directly responsible for helping the fan's mother suddenly quit a 30 year smoking habit. The irony, of course, is that Val's scar is the result of dermatographia- a compulsion she has to scratch her head incessantly.

It is this balancing act that sits at the center of "Control Freak."

On the one hand, Val is the epitome of the "American dream." A former Waffle House employee who used to live in her car, Val is now an up-and-coming self-help author, lecturer and influencer who lives in a palatial home in the Cincinnati, Ohio area. She lives there with her white husband/manager, "Robbie" (Miles Robbins) and is surrounded by other (white) assistants who are in her employ. She has, we might say, broken the glass ceiling. Her father, "Sang" (Toan Le), a former South Vietnamese soldier, also lives in the area. He is now a Buddhist monk. In fact, it was the need to obtain a copy of her birth certificate for a scheduled tour of Asia that led her to visit her father and take (without his permission) a key to a storage locker that contains family pictures and other items that set her memories in motion.

On the other hand, Val is clearly a woman who lives much of her life at odds with the image she wants to maintain. Her marriage is troubled. Her (seemingly) kindly father is not entirely trustworthy, though he is quick to offer his advice to Val. We learn that Val's mother suffered from likely psychological issues and died when Val was very young. And Val herself is quick to take offense, suspicious of assistance and is plagued by bad dreams - many involving insects and drowning sequences. She enjoys, if one can put it in such terms, her worldly gains alone: swimming, driving, walking through her large estate, etc. Sang opines that she in fact under the influence of a "Sanshi" or "hungry ghost" that consumes its host. This was inherited, he states.

The last half hour or so of the film turns, then, to Val's attempt to continue to project her brand, her image, in the face of the Sanshi. There are a few scenes toward the end that were a tad too arch for this viewer. (Watching the influencer unravel is a popular activity these days, I guess.). But the last ten are superb and overall even the arch scenes were insufficient to detract from the rather well-written script at work here. This really is a throw-back: It is a rare movie these days that is more "script-forward" than "camera-forward."

"Control Freak" is a remarkable entry. But it is also a slow burn and a character study. There are a few gory moments, but this is not really a monster movie or even a "ghost" movie (the poster does the film no favors: bugs really are not a material part of the film). I found it more in the psychological horror vein of something like "Images" (1972) or maybe "Possession" (1981). Tran and Le give excellent performances, and the story they depict is fairly unique: a psychological horror film exploring a Vietnamese-American female's attempt to bridge several worlds, with varying degrees of success. Highly recommended.

I really tried to give this move a chance. There are not alot of redeeming qualities to this film. The acting is very hit and miss, sometimes they will convey all the true emotions then it's equal to a bad soap opera. The special effects are extremely lack luster. The shadows are done will but that's it. I can't say more without spoiling it. You'll see what I mean... It's rough. The story itself is very bad. It falls apart quick and doesn't come back. One thing this movie does very well is make you think you have an itch on your head. All the main character does is scratch! This movie is something to have on in the background but don't expect alot from it.

I found that a greatest disservice an author can make to a struggling protagonist, whose struggle is amplified through horror is juxtaposing them against a backdrop of supportive sound boards. Sometimes it's necessary. However, here I see some interesting symbolism and it simply falls short in that backdrop. She comes across as one-dimensional, her partner is an idealized portrayal of a person incapable of suffering or harm, and her ignoring her assistant or a doctor considering the severity of her state comes across as forced. Portrayal disregards complexities women face and appears as a writer's limited understanding of their character. I do prefer horror with social commentary and I am not feeling that here.

The movie was OK, not great by any means, but watchable. The production value was decent. Other than Kelly Marie Tran, the acting was average. However her Ba, played by Toan Le, was also exceptional. The creep factor was also average. I never felt an overwhelming sense of dread, and that's obviously what the movie was going for. Just didn't completely land for me. Due to the limited budget, I imagine most of it went towards the lead actress and the SFX. Other than those two characters and central story, nothing else is really fleshed out. Although this was another one of those the metaphor-is-the-monster movies, this one actually had a real monster, though there were plenty of hallucination moments.

As far as the very negative reviews, you can kinda see the pattern. Bunch of incels rattled that an Asian woman has the audacity to get the lead role in a film. I guess this could bother me if I was twelve years old, but being an adult, this "issue" had no bearing on my ability to watch and enjoy the movie.

So in summary, an average movie that could be worth your while. There are literally thousands of poorer choices you can make in the indie-horror genre than this one.