It’s an odd phenomenon, but for various reasons just describing something like this as a series of events doesn’t really seem appropriate. Maybe it’s because that by simply giving a synopsis so many things are left missing from the experience. On the surface this is a series of seven vignettes, one for each day of the week. On each there’s an unconnected incident involving depression and suicide; with the framing device being a rotting corpse and a child drawing the titular character. Less a horror movie and more a meditation on death and those drawn to the end of their own lives, there’s less to be said about the content than there is about the overall mood and atmosphere.
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