Poser

Ultimately, it's as profound as the stoned guy on a couch, musing on the taste difference between a single chip folded on itself and two chips stacked.

No real person acts or looks like Lennon does, not until you’ve blown up their human qualities to a hatefully over-sized scale.

A drifting psychodrama whose menace builds with excruciating slowness.

This is no navel-gazing, regional subcultural circle jerk; sometimes dark, frequently self-depreciative and often dryly funny, there is a sad, bleak heart to Poser that is where its ultimate impact is contained.

[An] intriguing psychodrama about fitting in and finding a voice.

Spiky, funny, feverish, and more than a little nail-biting.

An indie Midwest Persona.

Poser avoids the typical punk-movie pitfalls of sloppy self-indulgence (though there is a little of that) and presents a nuanced protagonist and a very clever third-act twist.

The answer comes a little too late and too hurriedly to be effective—Poser feels like a character study that decides to become a thriller as a last-ditch stab at narrative definition.

The directors spin this provocative low-key story with smart observations on obsession and character, finding the appropriate form while distilling nerve, charm, and some eccentricity in the mix.