
This formidable poster with its prominent rorschach print would lead any viewer to think this is one to exploit a phobia about evil bugs. Terrible termites. Rampaging roaches. Fucking flies. Flies are such a pain in the ass.
Bug is completely about people, however, and the vast majority of the film is purely theatrical. There is barely anything in the way of action scenes or car crashes; most of the film is discussion, consisting of two tragic personalities and their ever-deteriorating descent in to what can only be described as a shared delusion.
The acting is outstanding. These actors are real professionals, and they launch into a dazzling arsenal of heartbreak, fury, fear and passion. The script is intricately contentious, and the talent alone is stunning and worth a watch just for the performance.
But for such strong messages in so contentious territory, there’s a serious disappointment with the lack of graphical communication. Icons are static. Settings are glued. The lack of visual experimentation is offensively disappointing, leading to ultimately a dull movie; leaving behind forever the more fearful impression it could have bitten.
Rating: 4/10