There should be a warning posted for the sake of the unsuspecting hypochondriac, whom otherwise will be subjected to watching his or her worst fears play out in Bugs: A Trilogy (knowing there are mites in my eyelashes, for example, really messes with my psychological well-being). But in these stories from Alexandra Grunberg delivered to the screen by director Simone Kisiel, the parasites we encounter aren't all of the insect world.
Throughout these tales, our wellness is under various forms of assault - either through invasion of the body or of the mind - and the shared result is the introduction of in-your-head terror. It's this clever connective tissue which binds these three otherwise disparate episodes together.
It's safe to say that Bugs: A Trilogy finds its own unique space in the psychological thriller category. It uses a shrewdly-leveraged storytelling idea, and over the course of each tale, employs cohesive acting and disturbing soundscapes to ratchet up the queasiness and unrest. Well-conceived and ultimately well-done.
Throughout these tales, our wellness is under various forms of assault - either through invasion of the body or of the mind - and the shared result is the introduction of in-your-head terror. It's this clever connective tissue which binds these three otherwise disparate episodes together.
It's safe to say that Bugs: A Trilogy finds its own unique space in the psychological thriller category. It uses a shrewdly-leveraged storytelling idea, and over the course of each tale, employs cohesive acting and disturbing soundscapes to ratchet up the queasiness and unrest. Well-conceived and ultimately well-done.
