Answering a Craigslist ad is a premise that opens the door to a world of possibilities.

I can’t fathom a more fitting title to this movie than Creep. It delivers the creeps.

I still have that creepy, crawly sensation on my skin. Creep is written by the co-stars and directed by the co-star who serves as our POV-cameraman, Aaron—played by Patrick Brice. But the real star is the creep, Josef—played by Mark Duplass. You’ve probably noticed Mark Duplass in something before. Most would identify him from the TV show The League or another character in a comedic venture.

Mark Duplass

I admit, I did not know Mark Duplass had acting chops. The reason this movie works is the performance of Mark Duplass. He’s likable, but his nice nature is cloying and annoying. You’re never quite sure what the hell is going on with Josef. Aaron answers Josef’s Craigslist ad for a videographer, which is revealed to be recording videos for Josef’s unborn son because Josef has a terminal illness and won’t be able to see him grow up. This is familiar territory, but Creep shows us this trope in a different, darker light.

Like with any real good horror movie, there are some nice instances of dark humor in Creep.

I will never be able to scrub Peachfuzz from my brain. It still feels dirty.

Currently streaming on Netflix, you could do a lot worse in terms of horror movies this October. Creep doesn’t overstay its welcome with a scant 77-minute runtime, which is always nice with this genre. Less is more. Creep is a tolerable slow burn, but the third act seems longer than it is because of the writing.

I can’t say too much about Creep without spoiling anything as the journey is the experience.

Peachfuzz Dance

At times, you will feel very uncomfortable—awkwardness is abound. But there’s an underlying tension with the interactions between Aaron and Josef. Even upon repeated viewings, I found those personal scenes to be both endearing and exceedingly weird. Man, Josef is a weird fuck and unapologetically close.

While Creep is targeted more towards the horror audience, the heart of the movie is the relationship of the only two characters who appear on the screen. Until the very end, you are on the edge of your seat wondering what is going to happen. The palpable creepiness would have been enough for me to bail early. All warm, fuzzy feelings would be left aside about helping this dying man. But I’m a person who actually cringes whenever I watch a genuinely awkward encounter in a movie or on TV.

The Peachfuzz mask is enough by itself to induce nightmares. And then the dancing. Oh, the horror.

Will Peachfuzz ever stop haunting me?

No Peachfuzz

3.5 out of 5 stars


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