Reeling from the traumatic conclusion of her abusive marriage, Harper (Jessie Buckley) heads to the English countryside for some recuperation, only to discover that all men are the same. Or they're all a shapeshifter with the face of character actor Rory Kinnear. Or she's snapped and is externalizing her own guilt and fear. I dunno, I'm just a dumb idiot with bad taste in movies, and "Men" is precisely the kind of cinematic mindfuck that sends my jaw to the floor and has me holding my breath. It even got a few disbelieving cackles out of me. A heady blend of palpable dread and batshit insanity that, for me at least, gets better the deeper it delves into both Harper's fragile mental state and the bizarre ordeal she finds herself trapped in, "Men" keeps upping the stakes as it goes and doesn't let up until the very last moment. As for those gory special effects: let's just say I'm putting this into my own personal body horror hall of fame, right up there with Cronenberg (sorry not sorry). Rory Kinnear is brilliant in his multiple roles as the menfolk of Cotson and Jessie Buckley is literally perfect. This is a divisive film, for sure, but I'm glad to be on the far side of the pro crowd.
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