Oh shit the legend lives on.

The Skin I Live in 2011 (Antonio Banderas)

The brief synopsis below gives nothing away about how this film is so messed up.

A brilliant plastic surgeon, haunted by past tragedies, creates a type of synthetic skin that withstands any kind of damage. His guinea pig: a mysterious and volatile woman who holds the key to his obsession.

Sorry to Bother You 2018

I defy anyone to guess where that movie is heading.

I think a lot of people like that movie for the wrong reasons.

I am Jack’s complete lack of satirical comprehension.