there's bloodshed and the 1980s in all its pop culture glory, but nothing else works in "Me You Madness," with Linton asking the audience to endure a valentine to her sense of style and humor, hitting all the wrong notes with co-star Ed Westwick
satirizing this genre requires more finesse than the movie brings to it, and setting the aforementioned violence or a threesome to music isn't daring, but simply dull
it's hard to even say that the two leads have chemistry considering the plot dilemma feels forced before running in circles; It's a one-note movie that is never clever, amusing, entertaining, or anything less than fucking irritating
it never meets the moment of what Linton clearly hoped it would be, a kind of smart "Heathers"-like black comedy. It ultimately is just too vapid to be memorable in that way, too undisciplined to really work to the levels to which it aspires
