(Kai Maurer, 2005)
Ever wanted to know what happens when science fiction is written by someone who knows nothing about science and nothing about fiction? Well, here’s your chance. The speculative psychological theorising on which the plot of this film depends is at best naïve, and at worst utterly incoherent. The script is cringe-worthily awful, and the plot itself culminates in the single most atrociously offensive story-telling cliché known to humanity: the principal character wakes up at the end to find that it was all a dream (well, near enough: she actually wakes up to discover that she had fainted near the beginning of the film, and that the rest of the ‘story’ was a fiction created by her unconscious mind and captured on a thought-monitoring device). This is risible shit of the highest possible order.
Splinter @ IMDb
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