Antonio Campos' 'Simon Killer' (available now on VOD) is a fine spiritual successor to his debut, 'Afterschool,' and speaks the same language in regards to sociopathic behavior and the way men can view women not as equals, but as blank screens on which they can project desire.
When I went to Paris I ate croissants and drank red wine. When Brady Corbet's newly sprung post-grad Simon goes to Paris, he creeps through the city with a lecherous, malevolent camera eye that, in time, will stoke the coals of any sociopathic fires within. 'Simon Killer' - a divisive film lurking on the festival circuit - is dark, disorienting and disturbing. This is its goal, so it is also a success.